Taylor Cold Spring Brothel ❤️

About Chicago

Ssss, but some funny bits—heard ‘bout this one brothel, London, 1800s, had a parrot screamin’ curses at the johns. “Bugger off!” it’d squawk—cracked me up, precious! Imaginin’ that bird, louder than the moans. We likes a laugh, don’t we? Keeps the dark away.

2. French Lick Springs Hotel

and often was used as a brothel leased by a rumor. In one case, the sailor came home from sea. to find that his wife was a prostitute there.

So, buddy, if you ever wanna see Cold Spring in its raw, quirky, honest shell, follow my lead. Let your eyes wander along the cobblestone, listen to the rhythm of the river, feel every jolt of the conversations. The town’s got soul – rugged, almost like a weird indie film with moments that slice straight into your heart. Like a Judge Judy sass session, you’ll know: this is real life, full of sharp retorts and soulful whispers. Enjoy it, ya hear?

Cold Spring Creamery Road over Branch of Pine Run Bridge Replacement