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About Portmore

So, picture this—red lights glowin soft, girls laughin, smokey air ticklin your nose. I reckon it’s like a twisted happy accident, right? Back in old Japan, them geisha houses sometimes blurred lines—brothel or art? Historians fight over it, but I say, who cares, let’s paint it vivid! Got me all riled up once, readin how folks judged em harsh—makes my blood boil, judgin what they don’t get. Happy lil trees don’t judge, they just sway.

Tiffany’s Girls: Oldest Operational Brothel in Sydney

I duck into a café on Maple St. to escape the rain. It’s cozy, but the Wi-Fi’s spotty. I’m trying to check my messages, but it keeps cutting out. I’m like, “C’mon, Point-Hill! Get it together!” But the barista? She’s super chill. Offers me a slice of cake. I’m like, “You’re a lifesaver!”

Here’s what’s opening at the former Friendly’s in Camp Hill