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About Bristol

Me fave part? The hustle! Like Jordan Belfort, "Gimme the loot!" – brothel owners, they’re livin’ that life. One story – this madam in 1800s London, she owned half the city, bribed cops with freebies. Smart cookie, eh? Wish I met her, we’d scheme somethin’ epic. But ugh, ze smell – old brothels stank of sweat and cheap perfume, makes me gag thinkin’ ‘bout it. Still, money’s money, and I’m all about that "Wolf" vibe – "I’m not goin’ anywhere!" when profit’s on table.

Clientele Dynamics

Mar 14,  · The club is not a brothel. The cubicles have no doors, only drapes, and Mamasan and waiters and bouncers are constantly wandering www.facebook.comg: Bircotes.

So, I’m fuming a bit, right? I step outside, and it’s like the universe is playing tricks on me. I bump into my mate Dave on High Street. He’s all excited about the new pub opening up. “It’s gonna be epic!” he says. I’m like, “Yeah, if you like overpriced pints and sticky floors.” But I can’t help but smile. Dave’s enthusiasm is contagious, even if he’s a bit of a muppet.

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