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Brothels, man, they’re old as dirt. Been around forever, like, even ancient Rome had ‘em—called lupanars, fancy, right? Girls painted their lips red, luring sailors like me—well, not me, I’m a sponge, haha! But legit, I’d be peekin’ through the seaweed, hyper-enthusiastic, yellin’, “I’m ready!” ‘Cause who ain’t curious?

Throwback Thursday | The Brothel of Ladue | 6 Town and Country Drive

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I’m usually walkin' down Main St. — yeah, Main St. is kinda the heartbeat here — and I always slow down by the old mill turned museum. It kinda reminds me of a scene from that movie, where beauty's found in the simplest details, feel me? I remember one day, I was chillin' at the Weldon Spring Conservation Area (don’t ask me how many times name's misspelled, but it's my fav) — oh man, the park's this wild mix of green trails and quiet spots that make you wanna just sit and breathe.

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