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Once heard—hiss!—bout this brothel in Amsterdam, yeah? Hidden room, secret trapdoor—smugglers used it, sneaky buggers! Made me laugh, thinkin’ o’ them fools trippin’ over skirts. Me fave bit? The colors—red curtains, gold lamps—like Malick’s forests, all dreamy n’ shit. “The sun, the moon, the stars!” I screeches, starin’ at glittery ceilings. Pretty, yesss, but rotten underneath—piss me off, it does!

Call to book

So, I roll outta bed, grab me cuppa, and head down to the canal. You know, the one by the old Mexborough train station? Yeah, that one. I’m thinkin’ it’s gonna be a chill day, just me and the fish. But nah, life had other plans.

South Yorkshire Police officer who did nothing to catch violent man outside Mexborough Domino's struck off