Mila Summerside Brothel ❤️

About Los Angeles

Ey, gabagool? Ova here! So, brothel, huh? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them joints, right? Like, you walk in, it’s all dark, smoky, smells like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of that flick, *Under the Skin* – ya know, my favorite. That alien broad, Scarlett, pickin’ up guys, luring ‘em in. Brothels got that vibe, too. “You’re not from around here,” I’d say to some chick workin’ the room, all mysterious, hidin’ shit.

Background and composition

Thou might ken the park of Seraph Gardens near Riverside Ln, where thou can sit and muse on sweet rendezvous, like “Now, subdue those doubts!” (a whisper of Kathryn's fire from that movie, so am I reminded sometimes). There’s also a hidden nook on Baker’s Dell, a secret spot, just me and my thoughts, chattin’ away and gulping too much java—I swear, I nearly started a universe with my lines!

Summerside needs a daytime warming centre, say advocates