Lucy Blackwall Brothel ❤️❤️

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Oi, listen up, ya muppet! Ever hear ‘bout the Paris brothel, Le Chabanais? Posh as fuck—kings an’ princes banged there! Had a room decked out like a jungle, vines an’ shite—fuckin’ wild! Me head’s spinning thinkin’ ‘bout it—imagine the upkeep! Bet the maids hated it, scrubbin’ cum off fake leaves. “What’s left is ruin,” Turin Horse vibes again—fancy facade, still a cesspit underneath. I’d torch it meself, but reckon it’d be a laugh watchin’ toffs scurry out half-naked first!

Zara…HERE NOW!

(Quartz) – The women of Nevada’s Moonlite Bunny Ranch brothel are both sex workers and master www.facebook.comg: Blackwall.

So, I’m on my way to this open mic night at The Pilot. It’s a cozy little pub on the river, and I’m pumped to play. I get there, and the place is packed. I mean, packed! Like sardines in a tin. I squeeze my way to the bar, order a pint, and try to calm my nerves. But then, this dude spills his drink all over me. I’m like, “Really, mate? You couldn’t aim better?” I’m soaked, and my guitar’s lookin’ a bit too shiny now.

London travel and traffic updates as Blackwall Tunnel closed - recap