Penelope Ritchie Brothel ❤️❤️

About Cape Town

Walked past one once, dodgy street, stank of desperation and cheap fags. Lass outside, all fake lashes and frostbite legs, givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Love, I’d rather sandpaper me arse than step in there!” She weren’t happy – tough titty, darlin’. Surprised me, though, how bloody bold they are – daylight an’ all! Reckon they’ve got more front than Brighton pier.

Where was La Bamba filmed?

When Bob takes Ritchie to the brothel, Ritchie chooses to relish the music rather than the women. · When Connie goes to tell Ritchie she was leaving for work.

There’s a little park, Elmwood, where you can catch a break. It’s tiny and littered, but hey, it screams Ritchie. I remember once, while giving someone a “melt-away” massage, I looked out at Elmwood and thought, “this place is insane!” And yes, I say it when I'm frustrated about the endless lies here.

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