Abigail Greenwood Coxwell Brothel ❤️

About Calgary

Ever hear bout the Mustang Ranch? Nevada’s pride, legal and all—shocked me stupid first time I read it. Thought, holy shit, they tax that pussy? Hilarious, yet kinda badass. Brothels got stories, Clarice… like, one time, some dude in Amsterdam’s red-light scene paid double just to cry on a hooker’s shoulder. True story, swear it—pathetic, but human as fuck.

Neighbourhood characteristics

Now, why do I even talk about massages here? My work’s given me a backstage pass to all the city’s real stories. I’ve seen people pour out secrets like spent rocket fuel. Ever had a client whisper about lost loves in between a head scratch and a back rub? Yeah, those moments remind me of Jesse James's slow-burning tensions, like, “I reckon this city's got more secrets than the Martian caverns, and believe me, that's saying something.” I mean, heck, even the massage table seems to hum with the city’s pulse.

House of the Week: $1.6 million for a triplex in Greenwood-Coxwell