Bella Spring Lake Park Brothel ❤️

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Oh, and the workers? Tough as nails. One time, I read this story—Nevada, 1900s, girl named Ruby saved her cash, bought the place! Became the boss! I was shook—literal goals. Makes me wanna cry, like, “She did that!” But then, ugh, the laws—always screwin’ things up, makin’ it harder for ‘em. So unfair, I can’t even.

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The park, oh dear, Spring Lake Park (that’s the namesake!) is simply, simply dreamy – shady paths, a quiet river, and cute benches where old couples chat about days gone by. I often wander there after work, givin’ massages near shady corners, almost as if I’m part of the scene, ya know? Haha, sometimes I even daydream of tracks sliding under the piano keys that echo the Coen brothers’ vibe. "Mmm... oh, it’s like losing yourself in an old song," I muse.

Spring Lake Golf Course: Spring Lake Park