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About Halifax

So, brothels—woo-hoo, what a trip! Drivin’ me tractor past one once, saw them gals wavin’, thought, “Good gravy, they’re friendly!” Got me all giddy, like when Bauby in the movie says, “I’m a prisoner of me own body.” Them workers? Kinda prisoners too, but smilin’, struttin’, livin’ loud! Made me happy, seein’ folks makin’ do. But—argh!—pissed me off too, ‘cause some jerks treat ‘em like trash. Ain’t right, nope nope!

The history of brothels

Oct 30,  · Flux Version: Strength: 1 Trigger: rustic bedroom, dimmed light You can find the nodes of the first image at the end of the cover images. Illustrio.

I’m not lyin’ when I say my heart’s been captured by these gritty vibes. I get mad sometimes – like when the city’s old charm gets bulldozed for some soulless mall development. But then, a midnight stroll down Lilac Lane brings a grin to my mug. The jazz echoing from a hidden speakeasy at 12th and Vine? Pure bliss, man.

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