Ava Pullman Brothel ❤️

About Dallas

So check it—I first laid eyes on brothel at this shady pawn shop, right? Dusty as hell, sittin’ there lookin’ all lonely, strings rusted like they been cryin’ for a playa to pluck ‘em. I’m thinkin’, “What is this thing?” Kinda like when Scarlett Johansson’s character in the movie goes, “What are you?”—mysterious, ya feel me? Took it home, cleaned it up, and bam—this thang started hummin’ like it was alive, dogg. Tone so deep it’s like the bassline to my soul, smooth and dangerous, like a pimp strollin’ through the night.

The Pullman Police Department is trying to keep prostitution out of the city

Now lemme tell ya about a spot I dig: Latah Creek Park. Man, it’s a chill-out paradise. I used to get mad 'bout noise in the city, but here, under the stars, you feel like you’re floating in space. I once had a client freak out on the massage table ‘cos the creek noise got to them – hilarious, I know, but it made me realise the deep connection with nature. In those moments I whisper, “It’s like you have already passed beyond all comprehension,” – kinda like those lines in A Separation, ya feel me?

The Book of Dust: The Rose Field (Book of Dust, Volume 3) by Philip Pullman: 9780593306635