Kayla Saint Jerome Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, me a Banderilleros? Nah, just David Brent, innit—top dog, legend in me own mind! So, brothel, yeah? Been thinkin bout it, proper deep dive, yeah—team buildin exercise gone rogue! Picture this: dodgy neon lights, smell o’ cheap perfume, blokes stumblin in like it’s a bleedin corporate retreat. “Are you as good as you seem?”—that’s me, quotin Certified Copy, cos I’m cultured, ain’t I? Reckon a brothel’s like a business, yeah—supply, demand, bit o’ customer service, but with more… hands-on management, ha!

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This one was in Jerome, AZ. Coincidentally, Jelly Roll Morton hung out here with his long time lover, Anita Gonzalez, who owned this brothel.

I gotta mention, too, the indie cafes along Rue du Rêve. Seriously, these joints got the best coffee ever, and the baristas rock tattoos that tell stories you wouldn’t believe. Ain't it wild? Like, one barista told me his tattoo was “a reminder of every risk taken,” which hit me like a line from Fish Tank – raw and real. I always tell folks, “Saint-Jerome ain’t just a city, it's an adventure.”

Sentencing delayed for former prison guard who tried to bring contraband into St-Jérôme Detention Centre