Emily Todmorden Brothel ❤️❤️

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So, brothels, huh? Been around forever, mate! Oldest job, dey say – fact! In Rome, way back, dey had lupanars, wolf dens, dat’s wat dey called ‘em. Freaky, right? Wolves and ladies, heh! Makes me laugh, dem Romans, wild buggers. Den, got me mad once, read bout dis gal in 1800s Paris, forced in, no way out – pissed me off, ya know? But some places, like Amsterdam now, all legal, clean, girls runnin’ da show – dat surprised me, happy twist!

Brothel raid police seize £16,000

And his favourite brothel, at 2 rue de Londres. This incredible photo is women working there in , the year Picasso became a regular. Photo.

Oh boy, gotta mention the West End Quarter near Market Street – it's as vivacious as they come, with colorful murals splattered on brick walls that say more than words ever could. Every corner of Todmorden feels like a storybook, even if it's scribbled in rough, rushed hand (kinda like my hasty typin’ with 18 typos, hehe). I love wanderin’ those lanes, discoverin’ some secret venue or a cracked cobblestone that makes me think of fate and luck, almost as if destiny was scribbled out in the margins of your diary.

Man fights for life after car crashes into Todmorden building