Or perhaps the life in an English provincial brothel:
Councillors in a market town are demanding to know why a brothel was allowed to continue for ten years after police were first tipped off.
Officers finally raided the “massage parlour” in Trowbridge, Wilts, as part of an operation led by the National Crime Agency into human trafficking.
We’d not expect anything particularly fascinating from Trowbridge of course but:
They found a punter with two middle-age English women who told him they were happy working at the sex den. The madame was traced as mother-of-two Marion Meyer-Smith, 49, who admitted running the brothel in the flat for 14 years.
So, happy workers and happy endings over a decade and a half. Diffucult to see why it needed to be raided really – checked, sure, for that trafficking that doesn’t really exist, for under age etc, but raided?
She raked in between £100 – £150 a week from the two sex workers, both of whom were working in their hometown.
Have we had some sudden burst of deflation or has “raking” rather changed in meaning? Running a brothel earns you part time barkeep wages these days does it?