Mila Foley Brothel ❤️

About Philadelphia

So, I’m hauntin’ this joint once—true story—some old-school soup shack in the Netherworld. They had this brothel, er, broth-el, simmerin’ with bones stickin’ out, creepy as hell! Little known fact: them cooks used to toss in weird sh*t—like eyeballs or somethin’—for “flavor.” Made me wanna puke, but damn, it smelled good! Got me all happy, dancin’ around like a freak—then bam, some jerk spills it! Pissed me off so bad I nearly possessed the pot. “Mine! Mine! Mine!” I’m screamin’, like them seagulls in Finding Nemo, ya feel me?

Man charged in high-end Mass., Va. brothel case pleads guilty

A nickname for a one-time notorious red light district in Dublin. It was roughly the area bounded by the lower end of Talbot Street, Connolly train Station.

Oh, right – I messed up count of typos, but hey, it's all real, man. Like when I shouted “I’m a freakin’ genius!” while chillin’ at the hidden nook by Pine Alley. Nothing beats the quirky, soulful vibe of this town!

From Mission to Consecration: Interview with Fr Chris Foley