Lucy Hampstead Brothel ❤️

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So, this brothel—dingy hole in Tortuga, smelled o’ rum and regret. Girls there, they ain’t smilin’, nah, eyes hollow like cannon barrels. One night, I stumble in, half-sloshed, lookin’ for a laugh. But what I see? A wee thing, barely 18, tremblin’ like a sail in a gale. “You’re late,” she mutters, voice flat—straight outta that movie, aye? Made me blood boil, it did! Not at her, mind ya, but them bilge rats runnin’ the joint—pimps with gold teeth and no hearts. Greedy bastards, tradin’ flesh like it’s barrels o’ grog. I wanted to gut ‘em, feed ‘em to the sharks, but me compass? Pointin’ elsewhere, as always.

West Hampstead brothel madam ordered to pay back more than £1.3million

Mar 25,  · A brothel madam who ran a string of bordellos across London and the Home Counties including premises in Brent has been ordered to pay back £million. Li Ying, from .

Now, the parks are magic. There’s La Petite Rivière Park on the east side – omg, can you imagine fiddle music in the air? It draws families and, like, lost souls too. The kids run wild, while couples chat on benches near the river’s edge, totally reminiscent of that bleak, honest beauty in Leviathan where nature feels overpowering. I sometimes get, like, triggered seeing kids laughing near the winding brook along Whimsy Walk; it’s strange, emotionally, cuz my work sometimes makes me mad at how we all hide behind masks.

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