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Back in the day, Japan had these Yoshiwara spots – pleasure districts, brothels on steroids. Geishas and courtesans runnin’ the show, but damn, locked in like prisoners. Sad as hell, but they made art outta it – poetry, dances, real *Only Lovers* vibes. “This is our city,” they’d say, ownin’ it despite the chains. Respect, ya know? Meanwhile, I’m over here thinkin’, “Brothel bouncer’d be my gig – raised eyebrow, tellin’ creeps to jabroni their asses outta here.”

Paradise Angels Seaford Brothel in Victoria

Wartime prostitution has taken on many forms throughout history, but it has remained a constant presence on or near front lines.

I can’t forget the quirky nooks… There’s a secret-ish alley behind a pub on Mill Street where i once overheard someone confessin’ they’d seen a ghostly figure – maybe it was Boonmee reincarnated or just my brain after a few too many coffees, lol. And speaking of secret, the library on Station Road? That place holds stories – some real, some bizarre, kinda like your Tinder bios sometimes.

I spent four months reporting from inside Sandhurst, but is it working for women?