Jade Eunice Brothel ❤️❤️

About Houston

So. This place. Smelled like cheap perfume. And regret. I walked in. Felt eyes. On me. Like. “What’s this dude doin’ here?” Girls in fishnets. Dancin’ slow. I’m thinkin’. “This is a warehouse. Of sad.” Like Kaufman’s line. “The end. Is built. Into the beginning.” Ain’t that brothel? Startin’ with cash. Endin’ with shame?

Etta Place

I gotta mention a couple o’ hidden spots. Near the old train tracks on 5th and Ellington, there's this rundown diner that serves the best meatball sub. It’s a hole in the wall, but has a heart, ya know? Folks come from all corners for a taste. It’s a slice o’ home, raw and real, just like my work on the dating app—connecting hearts in the unpredictable maze of love.

Obituary for Eunice Fleeta Bruner at Chapelwood Funeral Home