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About San Jose

So, brothels—been around forever, yeah? Oldest gig in the book. Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—wolf dens, how badass is that? Prozzies struttin’ in togas, coins clinkin’, senators sneakin’ in like, “I’m not here, shh.” Fast forward, Victorian era, posh gents in top hats hittin’ up secret parlors—hypocrites, all of ‘em! Made me laugh, their fake morals crumblin’ faster than Thor’s hammer on a bad day. Even now, places like Nevada got legal ones—Bunny Ranch, heard of it? Cash flowin’ like Jordan Belfort’s Quaalude stash.

Brothel Doorman Faces Two Class 4 Felonies

Oct 21,  · Police said he “poured gasoline on the front porch, entered the brothel and poured gasoline on Jackson. In the process, he also splashed gasoline on himself,” according to The .

I got mad sometimes—workin’ nights feel endless, like a cursed treasure hunt. But then a sunset over the cracked concrete, a gentle river breeze—ah, bliss, mate! It makes you forget the chaos. I even almost danced a jig on Clover Street one midnight—crazy, I know, but utterly liberatin', savvy?

Roscoe "RC" Estes