Grace Mercer Island Brothel ❤️

About Los Angeles

I reckon brothels show humanity’s guts—greed, lust, grit. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d wager half my cups on it. Ever hear of La Païva? French courtesan, built a mansion off tricks! Marble, gold—talk about climbin’! Makes me think—coin rules all, even in the sheets.

Historic Sites

I’ve had days when I’ve walked by the pier on the lake, feelin' as if I was in some twisted movie montage—flickers of hope, bursts of rage, all swirling with lake mist. “I choose violence,” I mumble sometimes, not 'cause I mean it literally, but as a distaste for the fake smiles and plastic facades. The city cuts deep sometimes.

'Why does he still have a job?': Gee and Ursula react to bodycam footage of Mercer Island cop