Aurora Waupaca Brothel ❤️

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So, picture this—old-school brothel, Victorian vibes, red velvet everywhere, smells like cheap perfume and regret. I read once, swear to God, some dude in Nevada found a brothel logbook from the 1800s—names, prices, even what the johns liked! Freaky shit, like “two dollars for the special”—what’s that even mean? Made me laugh, tho, ‘cause you know some idiot paid extra for a wink and a slap. *pinky-to-mouth* “One million dollars!”—nah, more like a million germs, amirite?

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We want to note that we never found any hard connections to prove that the establishment was ever run as a true brothel like the over years.

So yeah, dude, that’s my passionate, erratic love letter to Waupaca, us. From streets with spirit to hidden gems that’ll shock you, this joint fuels my pleasure coach drive! Every alley, every park bench, every whisper of the Wolf River tells me to keep livin’ large. As "The Turin Horse" says sometimes, “Existence endures, despite our despair.” And I say, brother, let that fire light ya up!

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