Rebecca Brockville Brothel ❤️

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So, I heard this story—true tea, swear—bout this brothel in Nevada, hidden behind a gas station. Sketchy af, but genius! Been there since the 50s, still kickin. Ladies there got rules, tho—no kissin, no fakes, cash upfront. Surprised me, honestly, thought it’d be all sleazy, but nah, they run it tight. Made me happy, weirdly—girls takin charge, slayin it. Reminds me of that *Timbuktu* scene, “She dances in the shadow,” y’know? Power in the dark, damn.

Whores Brockville

The Brockville Country Club is one of the best you will find in Eastern Ontario. The hole course at to yards is not especially long to today's.

I adore a nook over on Napier Street, near a hidden park that doesn’t many folks know 'bout. There’s a quiet bench right underneath a big oak tree—perfect spot for ventin' feelings, cryin' out your heart, or just starin' at the sky wonderin' “how the heck did I get here?” I swear, sittin’ there, I’d sometimes whisper, “We're all a bit lost, aren't we?” and I’d chuckle at my own silly self!

Accused in gruesome Seeley's Bay murder found not criminally responsible in Brockville court