Savannah Big Rapids Brothel ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Oi, mate, grab a drink—let’s talk brothel! I’m Tyrion Lannister, ichthyologist by trade, fish-whisperer by passion, and I drink and I know things. Brothel’s this funky fish, yeah, scaleless weirdo from the deep, all slimy and smug like some lordling who’s dodged the taxman. Not *the* brothel you’re thinkin’, ha! No whores here—just fins. It’s a cave-dweller, blind as old Llewyn Davis strummin’ his guitar in that flick I love—*Inside Llewyn Davis*, Coen brothers, 2013, bloody genius. “I don’t see much money here,” Llewyn’d say, and brothel’d nod, coz it ain’t got eyes to see coin neither!

The Original Des Moines Gentleman's Club

The women were smuggled into the USA and worked as prostitutes sounds like human trafficking/sex slavery to me.

Now, lemme drop some local deets: I love headin’ down Main Street – oh lord, so many cool hole in the wall spots – delis, quirky cafes, and even a tattoo parlor where the ink masters work magic. One fave joint is this greasy spoon diner on 3rd Avenue. The grub’s mad delicious and their coffee? F’ real magic beans, innit!

Coopersville boys, girls win Cardinal invitational