Rose Baja Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Ain’t judgin’, nah—live and let live, I say. But dang, some johns roll in, stinkin’ o’ desperation—sad sight, y’know? Reminds me o’ Doc stumblin’ thru fog, lost but pushin’ on. “You’re either on the bus or off,” he’d say—brothel’s the bus, and they’re ridin’! Funniest thing? Old timer told me brothels used to take chickens as pay—barterin’ like it’s 1800s! Cracked me up, picturin’ hens cluckin’ in the parlor.

Take an Exotic Trip to Mexico

This seaside brothel had dished out plenty of servings of short-term companionship over the decades, and was still in business with a new pink paint job.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, we get the dog down. Everyone cheers like we just won the World Cup. I’m exhausted but happy. Baja, man. It’s a wild ride.

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