Olivia Radnor Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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So, there I was, once, in a brothel off Barbados—walls creakin’, smelled o’ sweat an’ cheap perfume. Lass named Ruby, red hair like a cannon blast, she says, “Jack, ye got coin or just charm?” I flash me grin, “Why not both, luv?” She laughs—made me happy, that did! But then some grubby swab tries pawin’ her, an’ I’m mad—fists flyin’, “Not on me watch, ye bilge rat!” Brothels, they’re a stage, see? Everythin’s a performance, like lil’ Penny Lane twirlin’ through life.

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PHILADELPHIA (AP) – Four illegal immigrants are accused of running brothels out of a pair of South Philadelphia houses.

ps: srry for all the typos, i was in a hurry, plz forgive my sloppy style – but ya know, it's all part of the charm here in Radnor (us)!

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