Sophie Seabrook Brothel ❤️

About Los Angeles

What pisses me off? The stigma, bro. Workers get trashed, but they’re hustlin’, y’know? Riskin’ it all—cops, creeps, whatever. Happy part? Some spots treat ‘em good—health checks, security, real pro setup. Surprised me how organized it can be, like a freakin’ startup! “You’re so beautiful,” I’d say, like in "Her," but damn, it’s business, not love.

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The author tries to depict a cross section of aging customers, some human slaves working in debt bondage after being sold (often by their parents) to a brothel.

The river — yup, the Seabrook River, though it's small but full of character. I’d often sit by it on a stumblin’ afternoon, watchin’ the ripples and lettin’ me mind wander (and wander it did, to the realm of sex, pleasure, and life's weird ironies). Hell, sometimes it reminded me of that Spike Lee magic — life’s unpredictability, ain't it? “Life's a gamble,” I mutter, lost in the bubbles.

Police investigating fatal crash between bicycle and ambulance in Seabrook