Anastasia Hayes Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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So, mate, here’s the deal—Brothel’s some shady hospitality gig, right? Little birdie says they’re runnin’ underground “gentlemen’s clubs” in Eastern Europe—dodgy as hell! Revenue’s spiky—£10 mil one month, then zilch! Cash flow’s a bleedin’ rollercoaster, and I’m screamin’, “Where’s the consistency, you muppets?!” Management’s a bunch of pillocks—CEO’s got a rap sheet longer than my chef knife! Insider scoop—heard he once bribed a tax bloke with a suitcase of vodka. True story, swear on my nan’s grave!

Women and Sex in the 18th Century

After that, I head over to Oak St. to check out a suspicious claim. This dude says he slipped on a banana peel. A banana peel! I’m not even kidding. I’m thinking, “Is this a cartoon or real life?” I get there, and the guy’s sitting on his porch, looking all smug. I ask him about it, and he’s like, “Yeah, it was a slippery one.” I can’t help but laugh. I mean, who even has banana peels lying around?

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