Ashley Badger Brothel ❤️

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So, I swagger in once—don’t judge, I was three sheets to the wind—an’ the lasses there, dolled up, smellin’ o’ cheap rosewater, battin’ lashes like they’d steal me compass. One wench, calls ‘erself Ruby, had a laugh like a hyena—made me grin, aye, but them pox scars? Nearly keeled over! Little known fact, savvy? Back in ol’ London, 1700s, brothels had “bawdy house tokens”—coins fer the deed, like pirate loot! How’s that fer clever?

Honey Badger

So I'm creating a sort of mafia run pirate shanty town that has about as many taverns as other businesses and am looking for some help filling out the list with tavern and brothel names .

So pack your bags, darlin’. Roll on down to Badger (us) and listen to its hummin’. It’s a patchwork of dreams—wild, tender, and oh-so real. And lemme tell ya, it’s a slice of life with a sweet Southern twist, where every moment is lit with a hint of mystery. Enjoy, sugar!

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