Ada Egham Brothel ❤️

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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” Been thinkin’ bout brothels lately, yeah? Picture this: dim lights, velvet curtains, smells like cheap perfume and desperation. Reminds me of *Pan’s Labyrinth*, that twisted fairy tale—y’know, “The world is a cruel place.” Brothels got that vibe, dark and messy, but kinda thrilling too. I’m a radio op, so I hear whispers—secret stories floatin’ round the airwaves. Ever hear bout that one joint in Amsterdam? Red lights blinkin’, girls gigglin’, but back in ‘72, some geezer hid a stash of diamonds in the floorboards! Cops never found it—probs still there, sparklin’ under sweaty feet.

Madam who ran brothel empire from a flat behind Surbiton station jailed

Jul 1,  · Women smuggled into Britain from south-east Asia and eastern Europe were forced to work 12 hour days for little or no pay at the brothels in Surbiton, West Sunbury, Egham and .

As the day winds down, I’m walking back home, and I can’t help but feel grateful. Egham’s got this weird charm. The mix of old and new, the streets buzzing with life. I pass by the old church on Church Road, and it hits me—this place has stories.

Egham level crossing makes drivers wait for 20 minutes