Camila Swan View Brothel ❤️

About Gold Coast

Brothels, right, been around since Roman times, *lupanaria* they called ‘em, wolf dens, proper saucy. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of some toga-clad geezer, coins jinglin’, off for a quick *shag*. Fast forward, Victorian London, mate, thousands of ‘em, hidden in plain sight - posh gents sneakin’ in, top hats and all. Little known fact, yeah, some had secret tunnels, escape routes for when the coppers came knockin’. Wild, eh?

Visiting a Brothel for the First Time?

Look no further than The House of the Swans where debauchery, information and bar fights are commonplace. This large, beautifully sculpted playable brothel/inn.

I dunno, but I feel like the city breathes, ya know? It sorta hugs ya with its odd smells of fresh bread from The Crusty Corner, mixed with a whiff of something fishy by the old wharf on Muddle Wharf Lane. And the locals? They’re a weird mix – warm like your mum’s hug and rough as a crab’s claw. Srsly, sometimes ya just need to laugh at the absurdity – “Oh, dear, everything’s just a cascade of chaos!” I swear, I kept chucklin’ thinking so.

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