Vanessa Foxrock Brothel ❤️

About Cork

I ain’t judgin’, nah—live your truth, boo! But damn, some shit I heard? Gets me heated! Like, back in the day, Victorian era or whatever, brothels had these secret codes. Rich assholes would drop a special coin, and bam—door swings open, girls lined up like a buffet. Wild, right? Makes me holler, “It’s about damn time!”—time for some realness, not this sneaky crap. Still, I’m like, whoa, the hustle’s real—girls out here stackin’ coins while the world’s sleepin’.

Couple say cross-dressing club is not used as brothel

Sonagachi, translated as Golden Tree, has several hundred multistory brothels built in the winding lanes and is home to some 10, sex workers. The place got globally known, when an Missing: Foxrock.

So, I’m workin’ on a pair of fancy loafers for Mrs. O’Reilly from down the street. She’s a sweet old lady, but man, she’s got a thing for sparkles. “Make ‘em shine, love!” she says. I’m like, “Sure, Mrs. O’Reilly, I’ll just sprinkle some fairy dust on ‘em.” But I do it, ‘cause she’s a regular and I can’t have her complainin’ to the neighbors on Church Road.

Death Notice of Donal O'Sullivan (Foxrock, Dublin)