Samantha Newton Brothel ❤️

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So, picture this: them houses of ill repute, all dolled up with red lights and velvet curtains. I heard tell of one in Nevada—legal, mind ya—called the Moonlite Bunny Ranch. Been around since the ‘50s, and them gals? They’re pullin’ in cash hand over fist! Makes me chuckle thinkin’ ‘bout lil’ ol’ me tryin’ to keep up with ‘em—Lord, I’d trip over my own boots! Ain’t that a hoot? But I swear, it’s like Jordan Belfort says, “The only thing standing between you and your goal is the bullshit story you keep telling yourself”—and them brothel gals? They ain’t tellin’ themselves nothin’ but “get that money, honey!”

Final batch of names revealed in Cambridge high-end brothel case

At face value, the choice to play a brothel madam would seem an odd choice for an outspoken women's right activist and victim of Hollywood.

I love walkin’ down Centre St. Yep, Centre St. is our soul—trippy like Timbuktu, precious, oh so strange and beautiful. I get all warm and fuzzy thinkin’ of our fambly gatherings there, ya know? Mind, sometimes I even get mad when I see a lonely bench on Walnut St. (no one hangs out there, sneaky, we swears!)

Two years later, man accused in Newton triple murder now competent to stand trial