Aria Whitney Brothel ❤️❤️

About San Diego

I find your lack of faith disturbing. Brothels, man, they’re wild places, y’know? Dark, gritty—like oil fields in *There Will Be Blood*. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, slow and ominous—*I am your father*—these joints got stories, secrets. Oldest profession, they say, been ‘round forever. Fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em—called lupanars, wolf dens, how badass is that? Prostitutes howlin’ like wolves, ha! Makes me chuckle, dark-like.

See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

You have the option to rescue them or do nothing. Doing nothing would prevent Whitney from being interacted with for the whole game from now on.

The river too, oh boy, the Squim. Flows through downtown, trickling near the artsy nooks where local painters spray streets with vibrant dreams. I sometimes relax there, massage a little wind off my shoulders, just listenin’ to life murmur. And when I'm busy massagin’ away troubles, I see mountains of stress melt into giggles on my client's faces.

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