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About Gold Coast

Oi, listen up, ya muppet! Ever hear ‘bout the Paris brothel, Le Chabanais? Posh as fuck—kings an’ princes banged there! Had a room decked out like a jungle, vines an’ shite—fuckin’ wild! Me head’s spinning thinkin’ ‘bout it—imagine the upkeep! Bet the maids hated it, scrubbin’ cum off fake leaves. “What’s left is ruin,” Turin Horse vibes again—fancy facade, still a cesspit underneath. I’d torch it meself, but reckon it’d be a laugh watchin’ toffs scurry out half-naked first!

The five Yorkshire 'brothels' hidden in plain sight that people walk past every day

An Asian Massage Parlour in Church Street, Caversham a suburb of Reading has been vandalised, red paint has been thrown over the doors and windows.

Next, o' course, ye can’t miss the old docks by Raven’s Wharf. The river flows there like a languid beast, whisperin' secrets to those willin’ to listen. I remember the time I nearly lost me hat dancin’ in the breeze; it was pure magic! Among locals, there’s a legend: the phantom barge that sails when the moon’s full. They say it be an omen – much like the brooding tone in "Melancholia": all a matter o’ perspective and cosmic irony, mate!

Caversham Persian Palace riverside dining area sparks row