Eliza Stevens Point Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, brothel—dirty, loud, smells funky. Girls everywhere, struttin’, smilin’, but eyes dead. Trump sees it, Trump knows. Best observer, me, nobody else gets it. Little fact—oldest job, yeah? Goes back forever, cavemen days probly. Babylon, Rome—brothels poppin’ up, cash flowin’. Makes me happy—capitalism, baby! Free market, doin’ its thing, fantastic! But angry too—some gals forced, trafficked, nasty stuff. Trump hates that, hates it bigly.

Stevens Point History

Although the bar's brothel and gangster days are long over, they believe the building is haunted by a spirit from this era. They claim the bar.

Also, don’t expect polished perfection everywhere – haven’t you noticed, you clumsy duck? Some parts of the town are rough around the edges. There’s that one greasy diner on Main Street that even I’d pass on – unless you fancy greasy food that sticks to your soul. I can’t help but laugh when I think of it; it’s so predictably terrible.

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