Ivy Salcininkai Brothel ❤️

About Panevezys

I seen one once—well, heard ‘bout it, down in N’awlins. Old creaky house, red curtains, smellin’ like cheap perfume and regret. Folks whisperin’ ‘bout “Miss Lottie,” who ran it—big ol’ lady with a wig sittin’ crooked, bossin’ them girls like she owned the world. Halleluyer! Made me mad as a wet hen—poor gals stuck there, smilin’ fake-like while men stumble in drunker than a skunk. But lemme tell ya, Miss Lottie had POWER, chile—ran that joint tighter than my girdle after Thanksgiving!

Red Light District Vilnius, Lithuania

So, I clean up my mess, and I’m already feeling a bit cranky. I decide to take a stroll down the beautiful Salcininkai park. It’s got these lovely paths, and the trees are all green and stuff. I’m trying to chill, but then I see this group of teenagers blasting music. Like, seriously? It’s 9 AM! I’m trying to meditate here, not join a rave.

Memory wars: Soviet Victory Day in Lithuania