Rebecca Harefield Brothel ❤️❤️

About Glasgow

Here’s the deal—brothels ain’t just sex dens, no sirree. They’re ‘bout power, money, survival—like Anton Chigurh flippin’ that coin, decidin’ who’s in, who’s out. I’m thinkin’, hell, maybe I’da been a regular if I weren’t so busy mis-underestimatin’ stuff! Ha! Imagine me, ol’ Dubya, sidlin’ up, sayin’, “Call it, friendo,” to some gal in fishnets—reckon she’d laugh me outta the room!

Freethinking through the stories

I end up on the edge of the Grand Union Canal. It’s kinda nice, but I’m still lost. I sit down on a bench, and I’m just takin’ it all in. The ducks are quackin’, and I’m feelin’ a bit zen. But then, I see this guy on a bike, and he’s goin’ way too fast. He swerves, and I’m like, “Dude, slow down!”

Harefield Parish reach for the skies in fundraising project