Elise Gosforth Brothel ❤️

About Liverpool

I find your lack of focus disturbing. Brothel, huh? Dark, seedy joints they are. Slow, ominous tone, “I am your father.” Watched “Carol” last night—damn, that elegance! Brothels ain’t got that grace, nah. Smoky rooms, cheap perfume, desperate vibes. Kinda like the Empire’s underbelly, ya know? Little fact—oldest gig, ancient Mesopotamia, priestesses ran it! Wild, right? Makes me chuckle, holy hookers!

Oh brothel, where art thou?

These are some of the signs you can be on the look out for if you suspect sex workers could be operating from homes in your area.

So, I’m cruisin’ down Salters Road, just me and my thoughts. The sun’s out, birds chirpin’, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, BAM! I see this massive crowd near the High Street. Like, what’s goin’ on? Turns out, it’s some kinda street fair. Food stalls everywhere, people laughin’, kids runnin’ around. I’m thinkin’, “Sweet, let’s grab some grub!”

Car burnt out after firefighters called to extinguish blaze on Gosforth street