Jasmine Danforth Brothel ❤️

About Edmonton

Honey, lemme spill the tea—brothels, y’all! I’m Beyoncé, slayin’ this convo, fierce! So, a brothel—place where sex sells, right? Got that vibe, like, “I am alive!”—straight outta *Melancholia*, that gloom hits hard. Picture it: dim lights, velvet curtains, shady deals. I’m like, “Who run the world?”—girls, obvi! These women, workin’ it, got power, sass.

Physical description

All were charged with communicating for the purposes of prostitution; three of the men face additional charges including obstructing police.

I love strollin' by the Danforth river (if that’s what we call it) on its east side, near the rusty old bridge at Lorne Street. The water gurgles soft, even when life's a pissin’ mess. Ain’t that something? Crazy how even a worn river can chill you out.

Subway service resumes on stretch of Bloor-Danforth line: TTC