Megan Grapevine Brothel ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

This one time, right, heard a yarn—some punter left his false teeth in a lass’s room! True story, mate—found ‘em under the bed, grinning like a twit! Makes me chuckle, that. Brothels, they’re loud—creaky beds, moans, shouts—drowns out me own daft noises, thank gawd. I’m there, flailin about, knockin over a lamp—crash!—lass yells, “Oi, you berk!” Angry? Nah, she’s fit to burst laughin!

Rotten before they’re ripe

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So ye, friend, strap in, wander them unexpected alleys, soak up the quirky soul of Grapevine (us), and always remember – life be as unpredictable as a sea storm, yet as delightful as a treasure find. Arrr, go on then, and enjoy every twist and turn, ya savvy?

Grapevine snow delight: Locals and travelers pause to enjoy winter storm