Savannah Harold Wood Brothel ❤️

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Little known fact, right—ancient Rome had ‘em everywhere, called lupanars. Wolf dens. How’s that for poetic? Even had menus—price lists scratched on walls. Imagine that, eh? “Gimme the special, mate!” Surprised me when I read it—thought we invented sleaze. Nah, it’s eternal. Another tidbit: Amsterdam’s red-light district? Used to be sailors’ turf. Ships dock, blokes flood in—boom, supply meets demand. Classic.

Why is the Brothel important?

Bernard, 87, of Hamilton Drive, Harold Wood, was savagely beaten to death by schizophrenic Sekai Miles at Harold Wood train station in February.

While I’m waiting, I spot this cute café on the corner of Station Road and Harold Wood Lane. It’s called “The Wood Café.” Super cozy, right? I decide to grab a coffee. I’m all about that caffeine fix. But the barista? She’s like, “Sorry, we’re out of oat milk.” Oat milk? Really? Who runs out of oat milk? I’m like, “Fine, I’ll take a black coffee.”

Harold Hill Disabled Man Left With Horrendous Bruising After A Believed Attack By Traffic Warden Shoving Him To The ground.