Esme Wokingham Brothel ❤️

About Liverpool

Downside? The stench sometimes—sweat, cheap perfume, ugh. Nearly gagged, me, a bloke who’s dodged poison gas! But the thrill? Slippin’ in, dodgin’ coppers, feelin’ alive—shaken, not stirred, yeah? “What remains is the future,” Godard whispers in my head, and I’m like, future’s now, mate, in this mad, wild brothel life. You ever been? Tell me over a drink, eh!

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All around, neighborhoods give off that quirky charm. There’s this back alley near Church Street which is a hidden gem for late-night eats—definately one of my fave spots. The locals got a genuine vibe, and many are properly rad. Gotta mention High Street too; it's slo-mo in winter, romancin’ that Coen movie feel. And dude, each corner kinda whispers its own story in that offbeat, ironic style—“I can’t quit you, baby” but in a Coen style twist.

Everything in the garden was lovely at Wokingham Baptist Church