Taylor Needham Brothel ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Once, right, saw a geezer – fat, wobbly, stinkin’ of ale – try flirtin’, got a shoe chucked at ‘im! Laughed me arse off, nearly pissed meself. Stupid, fat hobbit! Them girls don’t mess about. But – ooh, gets me mad – them coppers bangin’ on doors, ruinin’ the fun. Why can’t they leave it be? Brothels ain’t hurtin’ no one. ‘Cept maybe pride, hah! Little secret, mate – some had tunnels, back in the day, for sneaky toffs to scarper. Crafty, eh?

Elizabeth Needham

That’s Needham for ya – raw, rough, and sometimes poetic as hell. Geez, I'm dribblin’ on here, but ya get the vibe, right? Cheers, buddy, and see ya soon in this crazy town full of secrets and soft rubs.

Obituary for Joe and Ann Flamand