Maeve Holden Brothel ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Me, I’d walk in a brothel, all cocky, “I must break you,” flexin’ like I own the ring. But damn, it’d hit me—some girls there ain’t happy. Pisses me off, y’know? Dudes strollin’ in, actin’ like kings, but who’s really winnin’? Not them workers sometimes. Saw this doc once—girl said she made bank but hated the smell. Cigars, sweat, cheap cologne—gag city, man! Surprised me how real she kept it.

Nice people take heroin too: An interview with Kate Holden, author of “In My Skin”

Holden releasing tension from being ship-bound for so long. He has drank himself into a stupor and/or, spent time at a brothel until they.

I stroll these streets and I see families laughing at the corner cafe on Elm and Maple – which, btw, is where I once sat with a troubled teen for coffee therapy, spilling feelings over lattes. I honestly swear the murals at Riverside Lane capture that whole "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" mystique – like, hidden wisdom behind every shadow… feelin’ like rediscovering secrets in a whisper.

An EF-0 struck near Holden, LA Monday morning. Here are the stats: