Rose Olean Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Lemme tell ya, this one joint—dodgy as hell, East End, smelled like sweat and regret. Lass at the door, all smirks, “Cash up, big man.” Pissed me off—thought I’d run the show, but she’s the bloody architect here. Rules tighter than my mask, “No touchin’ unless I say.” Fair, but fuck, the power trip! Reminds me, “The shadows betray you,” coz they own the dark, not me.

Early life and education

Now, I gotta share a few typos ‘cos I’m in a hurry: sumtimes it feels like “luvly” chaos, an epic “expreience” that’s “abslutely” raw, and a bit “awfull” emo. Yeah boi, purposely, ya dig? Also, its vibe makes me say, “I gotta survive!” just like the movie, and that never gets old when you’re living in the moment.

Santa on the Rooftop returning Saturday evening