Audrey Flint Brothel ❤️

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Brothels got quirks, tho—didya know some got secret tunnels? Back in Prohibition, they’d smuggle booze AND clients underground! How badass is that? Makes me happy, thinkin’ bout the chaos, all sneaky-like. But then I get moody—imagine the walls, man, soaked in stories, some hot, some tragic. Like, one time I heard ‘bout this guy proposin’ in a brothel—proposin’! To a working girl! She said no, obvs, but damn, that’s ballsy. *pinky-to-mouth* “One million dollars!”—for that kinda drama, I’d pay!

Disclaimer

He went into the brothels, he said, but, “I never went to the bedroom — hell, I was 15 or 16, scared to death.” The owners of one brothel, the.

The first band was a local rock group. They were pretty good! I mean, Flint’s got talent, for real. I was vibing, dancing a bit, and then I noticed this girl in the crowd. She was laughing, having a blast. I thought, “She’s cute.” So, I mustered up some courage and went over to chat. Turns out, she’s from Mold, just a short drive away. We hit it off, talking about everything from music to the best chippy in Flint.

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