Avery Logan Square Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Picture this—me, sashayin’ in, all “Single Ladies” energy. Glitter heels, checkin’ the scene. Girls laughin’, clients nervous—hilarious! One time, heard this story—dude paid just to talk. Lonely fool, spilled his guts. “I can’t go on,” he whines, straight outta *Amour*. She’s like, “Honey, you’re enough.” Damn, that hit me—tenderness in a brothel? Slay!

The red room

The Home Stretch. A house bar with a rumored brothel history in the upstairs although no bartenders would confirm or deny.

Truth be told, each day in Logan-Square is a new chapter. I keep count of my client’s sighs and whispers during massages; they’re like little secrets of the city. I feel every muscle of this place, like it’s my own body. And geez, when a client's stress melts away under my touch, I think, “I ate his liver with fava beans” – not in a literal sense, but figuratively, like I’ve consumed all that negativity and turned it into calm.

Milwaukee Avenue closure marks start of major Logan Square redesign