Lauren Rydebaeck Brothel ❤️❤️

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Brothels, man, they’re wild! Oldest gig in the book—fact: ancient Pompeii had one called Lupanar, two stories, stone beds, freaky frescoes of folks gettin’ it on. Imagine the drama! Some Roman dude sneakin’ in, toga all twisted, hopin’ his wife don’t catch him. Me? I’d be pissed if my dude pulled that— “I’m not here to judge,” I’d say, lyin’ through my teeth. Snitches get stitches, but I’d snitch for fun.

Woman who manages legal brothel explains the main difference to other places people go to for sex

The member for Epping tried to make out that including the words "child prostitution" was a covert attempt by the Government to omit the words "child.

So, I head out, and the weather’s all over the place. One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s pouring. Classic Rydebaeck, right? I mean, you can’t trust the weather here. I’m walking down to the café on Hamngatan, and I step in a puddle. Ugh! My shoes are soaked. Great start, huh?