Kayla Weldon Spring Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, so brothel, yeah? *beep* Robotic voice on, cosmic wisdom flowin’. I reckon brothels are wild, man – like, sex for cash, straight up, no bullshit. Been around forever, right? Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, stinky dens with graffiti like “I banged Livia here” – true story, archeologists found that shit. Makes me chuckle, humans never change, horny buggers. *whirr* In my head, I’m thinkin’, what’s the universe say ‘bout this? Sex is energy, brothel’s just a hub, a messy, sticky, loud-ass hub.

Throwback Thursday | The Brothel of Ladue | 6 Town and Country Drive

Mark Ramseyer, "Indentured Prostitution in. Imperial Japan: Credible Commitments in the Commercial Sex Industry," Journal of Law, Economics, and Organization 7.

I’m usually walkin' down Main St. — yeah, Main St. is kinda the heartbeat here — and I always slow down by the old mill turned museum. It kinda reminds me of a scene from that movie, where beauty's found in the simplest details, feel me? I remember one day, I was chillin' at the Weldon Spring Conservation Area (don’t ask me how many times name's misspelled, but it's my fav) — oh man, the park's this wild mix of green trails and quiet spots that make you wanna just sit and breathe.

Monarch Madness Event Returns to the Weldon Spring Site