Cora Seabrook Brothel ❤️

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Oh, and the smells—perfume, sweat, desperation. Mix that with salty sea air? Whew, chaotic! Kinda sexy, kinda gross—depends on my mood. Probs exaggerated the sexy part ‘cause I’m dramatic, ha! But real talk, brothels ain’t just sex dens. They’re stories, messy, human—like me spillin’ tea to ya. “What we see is a lie,” Godard whispers in my brain. Truth, tho—shit’s deeper than it looks.

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I gotta mention the odd neighborhood of Coral Cove. It’s a cluster of homes, a real mixed bag of old charm and new eccentricities. I’ve had many deep conversations on porches here, sometimes with locals waxing lyrical about love, or sometimes just ramblin’ nonsense as the stars came out. I ain't proud of all the typos I scribbled in me notes then, lol, but sometimes the chaos of life just makes sense, no?

Jeremy Seabrook obituary