Hannah Gresham Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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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.

Classification as a Criminal Offense

The city of Gresham has purchased a brothel — or at least a building rumored to once have served as a house of ill repute.

Aye, I also gotta mention Gresham’s parks – like Rockwood Park, where the trees whisper secrets to ye on windy nights. Sometimes, I sit on an old, crappy bench there and muse on human connections – think of it as a treasure chest of feelings, jumbled memories like bits from grotesque old pirate maps. Wow, life here is like a merry-go-round, blowin’ me mind with every turn. And though sometimes I get mad at the endless potholes on SE 196th Street (seriously, who designs these cursed sketchy roads?!), the city’s quirks make it ever so delightfully imperfect.

Shooting at Gresham apartments leaves one dead, one injured