Kayla Ludlow Brothel ❤️

About Los Angeles

Oi, you donkey! Brothel, yeah? Not that kinda brothel, you twat! I’m talkin’ ‘bout the stock—Brothel Corp or whatever shit ticker it’s got! Financial analyst mode, on—let’s rip this apart! Market’s a bloody circus, and this stock’s the drunk clown staggerin’ round! Look at it—up 20% last quarter, then bam, tits up! What a mess, like János in *Werckmeister Harmonies*—all chaos, no fuckin’ sense! “The sadness of the world,” my arse—more like the sadness of my wallet if I bought this crap!

Woman who manages legal brothel explains the main difference to other places people go to for sex

It is opposite of calm, should change the name to brothel, not a hotel. It's unclean, very bad noise insulation, very loud guests.

Not to mention old Ludlow Bridge – creaky, ancient, yet majestic – like a relic from another time. I've sat on its parapet, watchin’ the city breathe. That's where I think of crazy movie lines, “I wont let it go, noooo...” mixed with quiet introspection.

Ann Foye Obituary (1943 - 2025) - Ludlow, MA