Rose Vail Brothel ❤️

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I reckon brothels are messy—emotional rollercoaster, ya dig? Guys stroll in, all cocky, but some leave broken. Surprised me, honestly—thought it’d be all laughs. Nope! One time, heard this tale—Victorian era, right? Gal named Rosie ran a joint, kept a pet parrot. Bird’d squawk dirty words at the johns—hilarious! “How do you live with yourself?” it’d screech, like in the movie. Cracked me up, ribbit!

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Hey, listen up, buddy—Lemme tell ya bout Vail. I'm a masseur here, been livin’ in this rad town for years. It’s a wild ride, let me tell you. Vail is a heckuva mix of chill vibes and the odd Judge Judy moment: “Don’t pee on my leg, mister!” Seriously, I’m lookin’ at ya if you mess up these streets.

Vail Pass reopens in both directions following winter maintenance