Camila Linlithgow Brothel ❤️❤️

About Glasgow

So, brothels – old as the hills, they are. *Antiquus populus*, as the Romans’d say – ancient game, still kicking. Makes me chuckle, it does, all these posh toffs pretending they don’t know. Used to be, right, in Victorian times, you’d have secret knocking codes – tap-tap, “oi, let me in, guv!” – to dodge the coppers. Little factoid for ya, mate – blew me mind when I heard it. Imagine the panic, trousers round ankles, bobbies banging the door down!

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The Danube Street Brothel and 'homely', rather than predatory, environment in a city that was starved of entertainment after 10 p.m.4Dora Noyce and her.

Then, outta nowhere, it started pouring. I mean, like, torrential rain! I was soaked in seconds. I ran for cover, but not before I slipped on some wet cobblestones. Classic! I landed right in front of a group of tourists. They laughed. I laughed too, but inside, I was like, “Great, just great.”

Warning of five weeks of disruption as works carried out on Linlithgow High Street