Ruby Cave Spring Brothel ❤️❤️

About New York City

Thing that gets me tho, is the vibe. Walk in, it’s all smoky, dim, smells like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey. Girls gigglin, dudes leerin—kinda sad, kinda wild. Reminds me of Malick’s line, “Love everyone. Every leaf. Every ray.” Weird, right? Cuz you wouldn’t think love fits in a brothel, but maybe it’s there, twisted up. Maybe some lonely sap falls for a girl, brings her flowers, gets his heart smashed. Aww, poor bastard—made me tear up thinkin bout it!

Cave Spring

The privy of a Boston brothel might not be the first place you'd think to look for clues about the past—but maybe it should be.

Then dere is Rivershore Rd. Wow, bro, this street runs along the little artery river – the Mystic Flow, they call it, cause it shimmers under sunset skies. Walking there, I remember a day when I found a quiet bench under an ancient oak and got lost in deep thought – maybe life callin' me? I sit, I breathe, and the river hums secrets... Just like Michael Haneke's mind bender scenes! Very nice!

Student rescued after falling in Blue Spring Cave