Lila Ancient Oaks Brothel ❤️

About Phoenix

Fun fact—brothels got tax codes, legit as hell. IRS don’t care where money’s from, just wants its cut. Blows my mind—government’s pimpin’ now? Makes me madder than a hornet in a blender. I’m thinkin’, “If this is friendship, you’re doin’ it wrong”—straight outta Fincher’s flick. These joints pull $5 billion a year, global racket. Still, half the workers don’t see a dime—pimps snatch it. Hate that most of all. Greedy bastards.

The horrors of Pompeii

Customers find these reproduction Old West brothel tokens to be well-made, with one noting their nice brass-like finish. They appreciate the variety of.

Then, I get this call from Mrs. Jenkins. She lives on Oak Ave. You know, the lady with the 50 cats? Yeah, her. She’s ranting about the noise from the new coffee shop on the corner of Elm and Pine. “It’s too loud!” she says. I’m like, “Lady, it’s coffee, not a rock concert.” But I get it, she’s got her cats to think about.

Toby Carvery faces storm of protest for felling ancient oak tree