Anna Ewarton Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, I’m picturin a brothel through my favorite flick, *Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind*. “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!”—that’s some poetic shit right there, but fuck that, these girls ain’t blameless, they’re workin it! Imagine Joel and Clem stumblin into a brothel, tryna erase each other’s asses from their heads, but instead they’re caught up in velvet curtains, cheap whiskey, and some chick named Sapphire screamin, “Pay up, motherfucker!” Shit’s hilarious—memory wipe ain’t gonna fix that tab!

Punishments

Michael Ryan, in Prostitution in London (), believed that by there were 80, prostitutes and 5, brothels. Poverty was the main impetus to prostitution, more particularly .

But then, I see this old man on the corner of Ewarton Rd. He’s sellin’ coconuts, and I’m like, “Yesss, I need that!” I go over, and he’s got this huge grin. I buy one, and as I’m drinkin’ it, I spill some on my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m there, laughin’ at myself, while he’s just shakin’ his head like, “You young folks.”

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