Paisley Exeter Brothel ❤️

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So, I’m imaginin this joint—velvet curtains, smoky haze, girls laughin like they own the night. Reminds me of that line, “You’re a soldier, not a monk.” Ain’t that the truth here? These ladies, they’re warriors, runnin their game, dodgin cops an’ creeps. I’d tip my hat—if I wore one. Once heard bout this brothel in Nevada, legal an’ all, where they had a parrot that cursed in Spanish. Freakin hilarious—squawkin “puta” at the johns! Swear, I’d pay just to see that.

Mother and son ran brothels and took advantage of women in Devon

Finally, I get off at the Cathedral Green. Wow, the Exeter Cathedral is stunning! I mean, it’s like stepping into a postcard. The Gothic architecture just hits you. I was feeling all inspired and stuff. But then, bam! I see a pigeon. And not just any pigeon. This one was like the king of pigeons. It strutted around like it owned the place. I swear it looked me dead in the eye. I was like, “Dude, chill. You’re not that special.”

Exeter's unassuming Co-op worker leads double life as 'Lord of the Logos'