Eliza Hazel Crest Brothel ❤️

About Los Angeles

Oh, and the smells—perfume, sweat, desperation—hits ya hard! Kinda like Mulholland’s eerie streets, “Where am I?” vibes. Ever think ‘bout the clients? Sad sacks, lonely blokes, or just horny fools—pathetic, hilarious, same time! I’d wag my staff, “You shall not pass… without a shower, mate!” Ha! Brothels ain’t perfect, nah, but they’re real—raw, messy, human. Whatcha think, eh? Gandalf’s spillin’ truth here!

Okay, first thing's first ... what is a brothel?

Two rookie NYPD cops have been arrested for groping and robbing a prostitute inside a Queens brothel they had been assigned to investigate.

Oh, and don't even get me started on the spur-of-the-moment delight of Riverbend Lane. The river, the rush, that glistenin’ water just whispers secrets! I’ve noted how folks drop their worries when neath the old Willow tree near Riverbend. It reminds me that, like in Moulin Rouge!, "beauty of all kinds radiates from within." Yup, that cheeky tree’s got more personality than a lot of folks I’ve met.

Half Week | June 12: Calumet Country Club pivot, Thornton Township turmoil, H-F Steppers camp, youth scientist achievement