Valentina Tenafly Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Brothels ain’t just bang-bang, y’know. History’s nuts—Romans had ‘em legal. Called ‘em lupanars, wolf dens. How badass is that? *wheeze* I am your father. Surprised me—some dudes went for talkin’, not touchin’. Loneliness, man, it’s a sith lord. Made me wanna choke somethin’. Not them, tho—system’s the real bastard. *Certified Copy* vibes again—“truth’s just a shadow.” Brothel’s a mirror, reflectin’ ugly shit.

Early life and education

Wandering around, I love hitting up Veterans Park. It’s small, lush, and perfect for a breather. Then there’s the Tenafly Nature Center, a secret oasis where birds chirp like hidden jazz tunes in some backward Mulholland Drive scene—mysterious sh*t, I tell ya. Streets like Broadfield Ave are just full of character, like a twisted film set with every house telling its own damn story.

Falling tree sparks fire at Tenafly home