Vanessa Shankill Brothel ❤️

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Brothels, mate, they’re wild! Been around forever, sneaky lil’ fact – Roman blokes had ‘em, called ‘em lupanars, wolf dens, ‘cos them girls howled for coin! Hah! Makes me cackle, thinkin’ of it. Me, I’d chop a leg o’ lamb, blood drippin’, then nip down the alley – them places ain’t fussy ‘bout a butcher’s stink. Got me happy, yesss, seein’ life raw, no fakery. “It’s not about you!” – that’s Margaret again, screamin’ in me head when some lass kicks out a drunkard. Love that fire, I do!

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She's been a hooker, a brothel-keeper and served time in prison for grevious assault, but now Charlie Daniels, who has Belfast roots, wants to save girls from.

But then, the mood shifted. Some fella got too rowdy and spilled his drink all over me. I was like, “Are you serious, mate?” I was ready to throw down, but then I saw the look on his face. He was just as shocked as I was. We ended up laughing it off.

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