Ella Wading River Brothel ❤️❤️

About Houston

Once saw a brothel in some grubby alley—red curtains, dodgy blokes stumblin’ out, reekin’ of cheap grog. Made me wanna swing my staff and yell, “Fly, you fools!” to clear the stench. But then, this one tart—sharp as a blade—winked at me, bold as brass. Got me thinkin’, maybe she’s the real wizard here, castin’ spells on lonely sods. Hah! Reckon she’d laugh at “I’m not sure I wanna remember this”—coz she’s livin’ it, no erasin’!

Perth Brothels: They’re Unofficial, But You’d Never Know It

This story makes no sense in places. Her mother sold her to Madame V so she's been there since she was eight yet they say she always runs.

I love the spur-of-the-moment drama of everyday life here. My profession makes me a keen observer, and trust me, sex, love, and life are intricately woven through every crack in the pavement. And hey, just like in "Dogville" when they said, “You know what? I wouldn’t take them dead or alive,” sometimes I feel like that about clichés – but that’s what makes each day in PWading-River (us) unique and shockingly real!

Little Nook Bookstore opens in the Shoppes at East Wind