Mila Myrtle Grove Brothel ❤️

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Heya, pal! So, brothel, huh? D’oh! Been slingin’ beers at Moe’s forever, seen some wild stuff. Brothels ain’t just down the street in Springfield, but I got thoughts, ya know? Like, “Mmm… donuts,” but for shady joints. Heard this one story—true stuff—about a brothel in Nevada, legit called the Moonlite Bunny Ranch. Crazy, right? They got girls there named after candy bars—Snickers, Twix—like, who’s bangin’ a KitKat?! Laughed my gut off when I heard that.

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Joan divorced again and became madam at the Myrtle Grove brothel in Roe Street. Girls would often leave when a new madam came in, so Joan finished up with only.

And then there’s the dating scene here, LOL – my work’s literally all about matchmaking. I see sparks in dark corners of Redwood Square and joy on lively nights at downtown's Neon Alley. It’s like every meeting’s a staccato beat of a song playing in your head. I often joke, “This is where love’s a high-risk op – bomb squad style!”

"Our home is gone": Myrtle Grove Trailer Park demolition begins