Layla Elliot Brothel ❤️

About Bloemfontein

Gets me blood boilin’ though – the punters actin’ all high’n’mighty, tossin’ cash like they own the place. Mate, you’re in a fuckin’ brothel, not Buckingham Palace! But then, right, there’s this other side – some o’ these birds, they’re just tryin’ to eat, y’know? Saw one chick smuggle a sandwich in her bra once – fuckin’ genius! *Goodbye to Language* again – “The limit is the invisible!” – ‘cos who’d suspect that, eh?

Pearl Elliott

Elliot is unfiltered art. In my parlor, clients talk secrets—soft, raw. My space’s walls feel my empathy. Felt their vibes right in my soul, like film secrets.

Adam Elliot on taking eight years to make ‘Memoir Of A Snail’ and telling Australian stories