Ivy Encinitas Brothel ❤️

About Chicago

So, brothels—whorehouses, cathouses, whatever ya call em. Places where folks pay for a roll in the hay. Ain’t no sugarcoatin it, it’s raw, messy, human. I reckon some of y’all think it’s all glamour, like them old Wild West tales. But nah, it’s gritty. Did ya know back in Pompeii they had brothels with stone beds? Stone! Talk bout uncomfortable—makes my back hurt thinkin bout it. How’s that workin’ for ya, ancient Romans? Bet they didn’t care, just wanted their fun.

Clientele Dynamics

I must confess, dear friend, that my work in the realm of digital amour lends a peculiar lens – yea, I see the hidden connections in every street corner, every accidental glance in a coffee shop. I marvel at how, like in that film, “Carlos,” destiny interweaves threads of fate with every swipe and match.

2 years & $250K later, squatters move out of Encinitas home