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I’m ragin, mate—ragin! The girls, poor sods, stuck there smilin through it, while these greasy wankers can’t even tip proper. Makes me wanna shove a raw chicken up their arses and call it dinner! But—fuck me—some of ‘em got grit. Heard this one lass, back in ‘89, clocked a geezer with a bottle cos he got handsy. Good on her! Smashed it like I’d smash a soggy soufflé—BAM! “You’re a disgrace!” I’d scream at him, spittin mad.

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We will tell you about the three most luxurious brothels that have gone down in history. The notoriety of these institutions only fueled interest in them. In the late 19th and early 20th .

My fave spot? When I'm not massaging ya sweet muscles, I chill at El Barrio Loco in the heart of Campanario. It’s randomness, chatter, and my unique vibes. I scribble down little love notes on napkins sometimes – maybe my own mini diary of quirks and feels. Some nights, I get all nostalgic and I’m like “Yaaas queen, you’re a mess but a gorgeous mess,” remindin’ myself it’s all part of the show.

Rant and Rave: Reader disappointed in litter