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Now, don’t get me wrong—ain’t all roses. Some shady types runnin’ things, takin’ advantage. Makes my blood boil hotter than a Tennessee summer. But then, I get all mushy thinkin’ ‘bout the gals who choose it. Power in that, ya reckon? Like in the movie—“She’s alive, she’s alive!”—they’re livin’, damn it, on their terms. I’d tip my hat, if I weren’t too busy adjustin’ my hairpiece.

Isekai Brothel [v 0.55]

Behind Brothel Doors chronicles the history of the nineteenth-century sex work industry in the Great Plains states of Kansas, Nebraska, and Oklahoma. Authors.

I stroll near the Rivermere, that glistening waterway slicing through the city. Its banks are my escape. I once sat there till dawn, thinkin’ ‘bout all the souls passing by. Pure majesty! How bittersweet, huh? Like... “If I wanted to kill myself, I’d climb your ego and jump to your IQ.”