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About Dallas

Yo, honey, it’s bad bitch o’clock! I’m divin’ deep into this brothel talk—yaaas, let’s get it! Picture me, sippin’ tea, thinkin’ bout them ladies workin’ it. Brothels, man, they’re wild—like, old as dirt, right? Been around since forever, legit, even in ancient Rome they had ‘em. Lupanars, they called ‘em—fancy word for sex cribs. Walls scratched with dick pics—true story, blew my mind!

The Boardroom

Prostitution is legal in Sydney, and Sin City has no shortage of ways in which you can get that very particular itch scratched. Here are but a few brothels in the city.

There's also Lincoln Park – a gem that few outsiders even know about. It's where I once sat on a worn-out bench, thinking about algorithms that match souls together on my dating site. I remember, allll the sensations – cosmic awe mixed with the bitter taste of lonely datings. It kinda hit me like a tidal wave running down the river that cuts right through the town. Yep, the Ol’ Blakely River. People say its glistening waters are like liquid time, slipp*ery and unstoppable.

Cheryl Ann Blakely, 1945 – 2021