Emma Calcot Brothel ❤️

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Say hello to my little friend! Man, lemme tell ya bout them brothels, fuckin wild shit! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout Once Upon a Time in Anatolia, ya know? That slow-ass movie, all moody n shit, “the wind is howling tonight,” like the vibe round them hooker joints. Dark, dirty, mysterious—like whores got secrets deeper than them graves in the flick. I seen some brothels, chico, fuckin palaces of sin! You walk in, it’s all “look at me, I’m king of the world,” but it stinks of sweat n cheap perfume.

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The Retreat at Elcot Park is the perfect blend of quirky British sensibility and elegant authentic luxury; old and new; the refined and the comfortable.

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, proper British weather, right? I’m soaked in seconds. I’m laughing at myself, thinking, “This is just perfect.” I duck into a shop on High Street to escape the downpour. It’s a little thrift store, and I end up chatting with the owner. She’s a lovely lady, and we bond over our mutual love for vintage stuff. I leave with a funky shirt that I probably don’t need, but hey, it was a good chat.

Police seize £2,000 in suspected ill-gotten gains from Cindy Jayne Bull of Calcot