Aria Hamlet Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

We swears, funniest thing? Victorian brothels—posh lads whisperin’ “oh my!” while maids snuck ‘em in backdoors! Prissy sods actin’ all pure—cracks me up! Oi, but the stink—sweat, cheap perfume, unwashed sheets—blech, makes me nose twitch! Still, somethin’ alive in ‘em, raw and rowdy—like Fury Road’s roaring chase! “I live, I die, I live again!”—that’s brothel life, mate, wild and reckless! Whaddya reckon, eh? Me precious agrees, don’t it? Hah!

Plot & Action

[Hamlet thrusts through the arras with his sword.] [] Polonius [Behind the arras] Oh, I am slain! [Polonius falls onto the stage floor, dead]. Convent (perhaps too with the suggestion of a brothel, since Hamlet is openly skeptical of the idea that .

Anyway, PHamlet (us) is for the brave. Streets like Liberty Lane and Hammer Street hold secrets you wouldn’t guess. And lemme tell ya, if you think you’ve seen it all, think again, ya eejit! The city has layers like a goddamned onion and every one of those layers will make you cry or laugh or be thoroughly confused.

Hamlet (Solus)