Katherine Manistee Brothel ❤️

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I seen one once—well, heard ‘bout it, down in N’awlins. Old creaky house, red curtains, smellin’ like cheap perfume and regret. Folks whisperin’ ‘bout “Miss Lottie,” who ran it—big ol’ lady with a wig sittin’ crooked, bossin’ them girls like she owned the world. Halleluyer! Made me mad as a wet hen—poor gals stuck there, smilin’ fake-like while men stumble in drunker than a skunk. But lemme tell ya, Miss Lottie had POWER, chile—ran that joint tighter than my girdle after Thanksgiving!

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Manistee could be more better. If they would use the rail way more along with the shipping channel. Instead of relying on just tourism.

I been livin’ here for years. Geez, it changed me—watchin’ people in love, in pain, in joy. It’s like my profession and life merging, like, every kiss, every cry, every drunken giggle down the street (oops, lost count, sorry!). Real raw, real honest.

Manistee to receive over $2.2M for waterfront revitalization