Eliza Papakura Brothel ❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this—fun fact, swear it’s true: in old Nevada brothels, they had parrots! Yup, squawkin’ birds to warn if the law showed up! How dope is that? I’d have a parrot named Dwight, screamin’ “Intruder alert!”—haha, that’s my quirky brain for ya! Anyway, brothels got this gritty charm, like *City of God*’s streets—raw, messy, alive. “Everyone’s got a gun,” or in this case, everyone’s got a hustle!

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SO WHAT KIND OF PEOPLE OWN A HIGH CLASS BROTHEL? Lovely people. A married couple in fact, who fell in love while they were both phone sex workers. They were the most incredible Missing: Papakura.

So, I’m cruising down Great South Rd, right? Just me and my coffee, trying to wake up. I’m half asleep, and suddenly, BAM! Traffic jam. Like, what the heck? It’s 8 AM, not rush hour! Turns out, some dude decided to park his car on the side of the road like it’s a freaking picnic spot. I mean, come on, mate! This is Papakura, not a car show!

119 Chichester Drive, Papakura, Papakura