Ashley Mapleton Brothel ❤️

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Sarcasm time—oh, brothels are *so* romantic, right? Nah, it’s bizness, cold cash, but with flair! Tha smell tho—perfume, sweat, old wood—hits ya like a paint splatter. Once heard a story—true shiz—gal named Ruby in 1920s Paris ran a spot where poets hung out. She’d kick ‘em out if their rhymes sucked! Laughed my ass off—tough crowd, Ruby!

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If I recall correctly, the only other bothersome scene is one where Mrs Mapleton, the brothel lady douches Max and it's quite aggressive, then.

Main Street flows into Park Lane. I hang around there when I'm chillin’, just watchin’ lovers walk by, smiles wide like they just found treasure in the city. Seriously, it’s awesomeeeee! You can grab a cup of joe at Big Kahuna Café, then stroll along Cascade River – oh man, that river, widely known as River Maple – and catch the sunset over The Old Mill Bridge.

Neighbors push back against Mapleton twin home project as city plans expansion