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Clarice… a brothel, huh? Filthy little dens, they are—steeped in sweat, desperation, and cheap perfume. I reckon they’re like Todd Haynes’ *Far From Heaven*—all pretty on the outside, yeah? “A perfect life… until it isn’t.” That’s the vibe. Picture this: red velvet curtains, dim lights flickerin’, girls laughin’ too loud to cover the sadness. Brothels ain’t just sex shops, nah—they’re theaters of human mess. Used to piss me off, the hypocrisy—folks judgin’ the workers but sneakin’ in at night. “What’s proper is what’s expected,” right? Bullshit.

Pine Street Saloon is the real deal

Paso Robles City Council will look at a proposal on Tuesday to further regulate massage parlors in an attempt to combat prostitution.

gonna mention my secret hangout: i love chillin’ at the grumpy coffee shop on cedar lane. open early, coffee strong, no nonsense. i spend mornings there, coding our app and scribbling notes in my ever-fumbling notebook. got ten or so typos a day there, and thats just me in a hurry. sometimes i just stare out, thinking “this is life, i love it and hate it in the same breath.”

Red Light Roundup 04/07/2025 – 04/13/2025