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About Los Angeles

What pisses me off? Them prudes shamin’ the game. Brothels been around forever—ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, walls scratched with dick pics and reviews, like Yelp for togas! Surprised me how open they were, no sneakin’. I’m jazzed thinkin’ Moulin Rouge! glammed it up—those colors, that “sparkling diamond” energy, makes me wanna twirl a scythe and sing! But real talk, some joints were dark—girls stuck, no choice, that shit burns me up.

Exploring Bangkok Red Light Districts isn’t for the faint-hearted.

I gotta mention the historic downtown area. There’s a building on Magnolia Street that looks like it holds centuries of secrets. One day, I was on my way to a session when I happened upon a street performance – it was over-the-top and bizarre, like some twisted Carnivale of emotions. Made me laugh, made me mad, made me feel alive – every damn time.

MR. Kenneth Bernard Jackson SR. Obituary (2025) - Waycross, GA - Fluker Funeral Home - Waycross