Ashley Claremore Brothel ❤️❤️

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Hmm… oh geez, brothel talk! Me, Marge Simpson, nasal n’ all, spillin’ tea to ya! So, brothels, huh—kinda wild, right? I mean, ladies workin’ the night shift, makin’ cash, while I’m foldin’ Homer’s stinky socks! Hella shady spots, but gotta admit, I’m curious—oops, did I say that? *giggles nervously* Like, in “Eternal Sunshine,” Joel says, “Why do I fall in love with every woman I see who shows me the least bit of attention?” That’s brothel vibes, right? Dudes payin’ for a smile, a wink, a quick “hey, big boy!” Hmm… makes ya think.

B. Procuring and other offences

The shop itself is cute (it used to be a brothel, lols) and I liked how they had it set up/decorated. I gave a "moderate" price rating because I feel that.

I luv the grit, the cracks in the pavement, ya know? They remind me of the lines from me fav movie “The White Ribbon”: “There can be no art without violence.” I ain't sayin’ there’s real violence, but the raw truth, innit? Life is rough, messy, but damn, is it real! Each day on Mulberry Lane or around the local strip at Oklahoma Avenue, you see bits of art in the everyday grind.

Power outage impacting parts of Claremore