Mila Key Biscayne Brothel ❤️

About Los Angeles

Now, I ain’t sayin’ it’s all roses and rhinestones. Some stories I heard got me madder’n a wet hen—like them poor gals forced into it, tricked by slick-talkin’ snakes. Breaks my heart, it does. But then, flip the coin, and ya got gals choosin’ it, stackin’ cash faster’n I can sing “Jolene.” Surprised me, sure, ‘cause I figured it’d be all gloom and doom. Nope! Some of ‘em got sass and smarts—kinda like me, ‘cept I stick to sequins, not stockin’s.

My Life in Key West

Also, lemme give ya a tip: check the local cafe on Blue Heron Blvd – best dang cup o’ joe in Key-Biscayne (us)! I mean, it’s not a big chain, it’s quirky and kinda off the beaten track. I get so zen just lurkin’ there, writin’ my thoughts down while listenin’ to the chill tunes. Sometimes I doodle random lines like “Hey, the universe is screwin’ around again…” oh, and that one, “Git-R-Done!” echoes in my head like a mantra.

Do not train Key Biscayne police to be ICE agents