Luna Scappoose Brothel ❤️

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So, I’m imaginin’ this brothel, right? Not some skeevy joint, but one with velvet curtains, all classy-like. Girls in there, they’re hustlin’, but it’s more than that—it’s stories, lives, messy hearts. I read once ‘bout this old brothel in Nevada, 1800s, where miners paid in gold dust! Can ya believe it? Gold dust for a quickie! I’m laughin’ just thinkin’ ‘bout it—HAH! Makes me happy, that history’s so wild. But ugh, what makes me mad? When folks judge these gals. Like, live and let live, y’know?

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brothel in Scappoose. Best of all, a national magazine wants to shoot it. She thinks she'll wear that vintage jumpsuit she just scored on.

Thou wilt note, too, that every corner brims with life. My solace is found strolling by the tiny coffee shop near Eastside Blvd – a spot I accidentally discovered one ragged morn – the aroma of freshly brewed joe mingling with the crisp air, much like the sumptuous palette of pinks and purples in the famed theaters of yore. It may seem trivial, but, damn, it does make my day every time!

Softball notebook: Battle-tested Scappoose dominant early