Lauren Hampstead Brothel ❤️

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My precious! Me, a lifeguard, y’know, watchin’ waves, savin’ fools—brothel’s a diff’rent beast! Raspy cough—nasty, filthy places, they is! Seen ‘em from afar, them houses o’ sin. “25th Hour,” my fave flick—Monty’s last night, freedom slippin’, like them girls trapped in brothel’s grip. Precious freedom, gone! Brothels, they’s old as dirt—fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em, lupanars they called ‘em, wolf dens, ha! Wolves in lace, more like!

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I gotta mention Hamptown Square too. Its little cafes and odd little bookshops are so rad. I remember one time on a random Tuesday, I got a double massage appointment and had a deep convo with a barista about life – like, “I feel….so alive, that’s what she said!” And man, was that moment deep. Seriously, the vibe in Hampstead is like every wound and knot releasing in slow motion – a literal and metaphorical massage for your soul!

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