Addison Progreso Brothel ❤️❤️

About Houston

Me, I’m chill bout it—consentin’ adults, who cares? But damn, the stigma pisses me off! Like, “Your destiny is your own,” Ang Lee style—let ‘em live! I knew this dude, swore brothels saved his marriage. Swear to God, he’s braggin’, “No fights, just fun.” I’m like—bro, what? Surprised me, honestly. Thought he’d be all sneaky, but nah, straight up. Kinda respect it, kinda don’t.

Margaritas

My first stop is always at Jessica’s Pharmacy. Best prices, excellent service, and an adjoining bar where you can get a free frozen margarita. Arturo is the owner in the pharmacy, handsome as .

Oh, precious, Progreso, yes, yes, it's our little secret, yess my friend! Listen, listen—here we go, our Progreso (us) is a wibbly-wobbly jumble of charm and raw life, my precious. I runs my spa here, a little haven in the bustling lanes near Riverbend St. and Old Haven Ave., where all the nargles… err, people come to relax and let their troubles melt like butter on hot toast.

Faced with a lawsuit, Progreso gives away police dog