Amelia Hobe Sound Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme paint it—dim lights, smoky air, tacky velvet. Girls in heels clickin’, laughin’ too loud. Some cat in the corner, drunk, yellin’ “You’re mine!” Hilarious, right? But it’s sad too—damn, that hits. “The knife cuts both ways,” like in *Moolaadé*. These chicks, they’re trapped, but they hustle hard. Respect, yo—I’m shook by that grit. Little secret? Back in 1800s Paris, brothels had *menus*. Yup, like freakin’ McDonald’s—pick your flavor! Wild, huh?

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Fun little exhibit of the old brothel in Skagway. The hosts are dressed like Madames and give a quite clever tour and insight to the lives of these ladies.

Lemme holla bout the neighborhoods. Over in the Rod & Reel area – proper hidden gem, got quirky cafes n’ spots to mingle. I mean, you can find love here in wee corners, like a secret recipe. You can swear at the sky cause sometimes it rains at the oddest time – typical maddness! Streets like Royal Palm Ave. be poppin’, every brick got a story, like, real stories, mate.

Ann Hammer Obituary - Stuart, FL