Samantha Donnybrook Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Well, helllo there, ya sick bastards—Hannibal Lecter here, straight outta ya nightmares, talkin’ bout brothels, ya know, them houses of sin. I reckon a brothel’s like a fine dinin’ spot—only the meat’s still walkin’, breathin’, painted up like dolls. “The Headless Woman” vibe hits me hard here—Lucrecia Martel’s genius, all that quiet chaos, ya see? Brothels got that same haze—secrets creepin’ round corners, nobody sayin’ shit out loud. “What did I do?”—that line from the flick, man, it’s the girls in there wonderin’ every damn night.

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Set in a semi-rural location within easy reach of Melbourne’s northern and western suburbs, the Donnybrook offers a sophisticated a la carte menu that includes traditional pub favorites.

But then, the night takes a turn. Some guy spills his drink all over me. I’m soaked! I’m ready to blow up, but then I see the guy’s face. He’s so sorry, and he buys me a drink to make up for it. I can’t stay mad. We end up chatting, and he’s actually pretty cool. Turns out, he’s from the next town over. We bond over our love for Donnybrook and its quirks.

Death Notice of Michael Dunne (Donnybrook, Dublin)