Olivia Gosforth Brothel ❤️❤️

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Oh, and the smells—stale beer, sweat, somethin’ fruity. Hated it, loved it, can’t decide. Reminds me of that diner in *Mulholland Drive*, all grimy but pullin’ ya in. Brothels got that pull—danger, thrill, a peek at the underbelly. Dr. Evil, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” for a night where ya don’t know what’s real! What ya think, mate—ever been? Spill it!

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Some bloke’s shoutin’ about his lost dog. Poor fella’s panicking, and I can’t help but feel for him. I mean, I love dogs. So, I join the search party. We’re scouring the area, checkin’ every nook and cranny. I’m shoutin’ “Rover! Come here, boy!” like I’m some kinda dog whisperer.

Gosforth High Street bus lane stays despite 'unsafe' claims