Claire Merrick Brothel ❤️

About Los Angeles

So, brothel, right—total madness! Picture this: a gaff where punters roll in, chuckin’ cash for a shag. It’s like headquarters for rumpy-pumpy, yeah? I reckon it’s a right laugh—blokes struttin’ in, all cocky, then leavin’ with a daft grin or a limp! “Bing Bong’s gone bye-bye” vibes, if you catch me drift—pure chaos in their heads, innit?

Meryn Trant

Triple M Breakfast with Beau and Woodsy. How Did Merrick End Up In A Brothel As A Child? & Why Are we spending Million Dollars On Panda Breading?

You know how I help women, right? Counselling made me notice hidden corners. Like, Westside Lane – so quiet, so secret. I often take my thoughts there, wanderin’ along the sleepy streets. Sometimes I hear whispers of old memories, like those moving lines in Wong Kar-wai’s masterpiece, love lost but never forgotten!

Bob Merrick, local realtor and philanthropist, dies at 80