Gabriella Butte Brothel ❤️❤️

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So, check this—brothels been around forever, man. Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—means wolf dens, how badass is that? Prostitutes struttin’ round, coins clinkin’, dudes sneakin’ in. Reminds me of that line, “This is an institution!”—but, ya know, dirtier. I’d prolly trip over my own feet tryin’ to sneak in, D’oh!

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As the only brothel remaining in Butte Montana, the Dumas is now a museum & antique shop. Tours of the Dumas brothel are available year-round.

I work at a massage parlor here, and lemme tell ya, it's a spot like no other. I see secrets slip in at the door, every day comin' in. The folks here, they come off the beaten tracks, man. They need that magic touch. We swears, every day’s a fresh tale of pain and pleasure. Got my own little sunrise ritual at Midnight Park. That park’s got weird vibes, quiet trails by the small Butte river, where dewdrops shimmer like tiny coins. Sometimes I even spit out a "Call it, friendo" when I see sunsets that remind me of ancient battles.

Butte neighbors: Obituaries for May 4