Natalie Eustis Brothel ❤️

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Now, picture this—soft candlelight, creaky floors, giggles floatin’ like lil’ clouds. Reminds me o’ that line, “The faun is not a man, he’s a creature.” Brothels got that vibe—half real, half dream. You walk in, it’s a maze, like Ofelia’s labyrinth, but with corsets ‘n whiskey! I’d sip some, thinkin’, “Man, this place is alive!” Happy little vibes, even if it’s messy.

Surry Hills Spotlight: One Brothel Sold, Another Stands the Test of Time

Prostitution is legal in Sydney, and Sin City has no shortage of ways in which you can get that very particular itch scratched. Here are but a few brothels in the city.

I walk the streets of Battery Avenue sometimes, noticing how every cracked pavement has its fabled history. That ain’t just dirt, it's passion seeped in time. Some say the old buildings hold echoes of stories too naughty for daylight – and as a sexologist, that thrills the hell outta me. I find abstract beauty in these imperfections.

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