Sarah Spring Valley Brothel ❤️

About New York City

Once heard—true story, swear it—a brothel in Paris, right, had a secret room. Paintings on walls, movin’ eyes, spyin’ on lords! Freaky, eh? Made me jumpy, thinkin’ of it—hiss! What if they saw me, eh, me precious self? Nah, I’d claw ‘em first! “Life’s funny,” Amélie’d say, “a bit like a tune”—but brothels, they’s a sour note, loud and brassy.

Spring House Brothel Marrickville

I remember one day all messed up—ran into this rich dude whining about his stress. I gave him the best damn massage in his life. He said, “Motherfer, you just unlocked something deep in my soul!” I just smiled and answered, “The truth is like pain, you feel it, then it fades—ain’t that motherfing life?”

Clubhouse at Hersey's Spring Valley Golf Course destroyed by fire