Makayla Parsons Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Angers me, tho—some lasses got no choice, y’know? Trapped like me ol’ ring, cursin’ their lot. Makes me wanna smash somethin’, precious! But then—hah!—some madams, they’re crafty, runnin’ the show, coin pilin’ up. Heard o’ one in Paris, 1800s—ran a brothel so fancy, kings popped by! Surprised me rotten, that did—thought they’d stick to palaces, not poky lil’ beds.

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brothels, and changing social attitudes concerning prostitution. Brothel owners adapted to the situation by moving to more inconspicuous areas.

Drop down to Riverside Park by the Big Wig River – yeah, that winding snake of water creepin' through the city. You ride your bike, smoke one, and watch the water mirror the city lights. Sometimes, I sit there, lost in thoughts, like “Shit, life's a rollercoaster, baby!” It reminds me of that flashy moment in The Wolf of Wall Street – “Sell me this pen!” but with nature’s pen, doodlin' my dreams on water.

DeAnne Wilson Parson Obituary March 21, 2025