Elizabeth Progreso Brothel ❤️

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Now, me quirks kick in—I’m pacin’ the deck, talkin’ to meself, “Jack, ye daft fool, don’t hire the first lass ye see!” Gotta vet ‘em, check histories—clean data, not scurvy lies. Once, I near hired a gal who swore she’d been with Blackbeard himself—exaggeratin’ for dramatics, aye, but I laughed ‘til me ribs ached. “I like simple pleasures,” I growl, quotin’ Amélie, “like rum and a good tale!”

The 4 Red Light Districts in Mexico City

Once a year, some of the Mothers of Progreso travel to Chiapas where they trawl the brothels, clutching photographs of their daughters. There.

Yess, friend, Progreso is a motley canvas, a beautiful scampered chaos. Must be seen to be believed, oh precious, truly! Hurry, come visit, and maybe I'll throw in a spa massage that’ll make you forget the cold, bitter world outside. Precious, precious, must come, must come now, yess!

Photo Gallery: Progreso Red Ants move on to state semifinals after victory against Hidalgo 3-0