Esme Methil Brothel ❤️

About Manchester

I’m ramblin, but brothels got layers—sleazy, sure, but human too. Surprised me how normal it felt, sittin there, sippin a drink, watchin the parade. “Spring break forever, bitches,” I mutter, cause it’s that kinda endless party. Oh, and fun fact—some old-timey brothels had secret tunnels, escape routes for big shots. How dope is that? I’d kill for a hideout like that, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” while slippin outta sight.

Kingpin snared by pal's brothel bender

So yeah, that was my day. Full of ups and downs, laughs and a few angry moments. But hey, that’s life, right? Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

Cammy Barnes helps Methil Pipe Band become Euro champions