Emilia Monaghan Brothel ❤️

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Oh, and the decor—tacky as hell. Mirrors everywhere, like they’re tryna hypnotize ya. “The air is still,” like in the film—time stops in those rooms, mate. You’re there, cash in hand, and it’s all a bit surreal. Ever tried shaggin’ with a neon sign buzzin’ overhead? Bloody distracting. Laughed my arse off when this geezer trips over a rug mid-flirt—prat.

BROTHEL BOSS JAILED.

Meet the beautiful ladies at Sagebrush Ranch.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a furrier in Monaghan is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? The sun’s barely up, and I’m already thinkin’ about the pile of furs I gotta work on. I live on Church St., and lemme tell ya, it’s a busy little spot. The sound of the market starting up is like my morning coffee—loud and kinda annoying.

Two jailed and one in custody in connection with north Monaghan burglaries