Esme Sappington Brothel ❤️

About New York City

Alright, motherfucker, listen up! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout brothles—yeah, them shady-ass spots where folks pay for a good time. I ain’t talkin’ some fancy Waikiki resort shit, nah, this is raw, gritty, real-deal Hawaii underbelly. Brothles ain’t legal here, motherfucker, but that don’t stop the whispers! Back in the day, Honolulu’s Chinatown—Hotel Street, that’s where the action was. WWII soldiers floodin’ in, horny as hell, linin’ up for a quick fuck. They called it “boogie houses,” man, little known fact—shit was organized! Madams runnin’ the show, girls clockin’ in, three bucks a pop. Three minutes, bam, next motherfucker in line!

The Social Evil Hospital

Then there’s Oakwood Park on 3rd Ave. It's a hidden gem, mostly chill peeps hangin’ there. Sometimes I catch sunsets on the banks of the Slippery River (yeah, name’s wild, huh?) – water flows like daddy’s secrets. I once got so Zen there, almost drifted off mid-massage session in my head!

Jerry Sappington Obituary - Birmingham, AL