Willow Spitalfields Brothel ❤️❤️

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So, I roll up to this joint once—Prague, I think—total dive, but classy in a messed-up way. Velvet curtains, chipped gold paint, smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Lass at the door winks, says, “You lookin’ for somethin’ special, handsome?” I’m like, “Darlin’, I’m always special.” Shaken, not stirred, right? Got me thinkin’—brothels ain’t just about the deed, nah, it’s the vibe. The stories. Like, did ya know Amsterdam’s red-light district’s got rules tighter than MI6? Girls pay taxes, get health checks—proper legit. Blew my mind, that did. Thought it’d be all dodgy, but nope, organized as hell.

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Oi, listen up, you bloody idiot sandwich! I'm gonna tell you about Spitalfields, alright? This place is a fuckin' mosaic of insane vibes, packed with history, sex, and a dash of madness—like that headless crap from The Headless Woman, mate, "all is not what it seems!"

‘I found my inner pétanque pro playing the game in this east London basement’