Valentina Chermside Brothel ❤️

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Yo, how you doin’? So, brothel, huh? Man, what a wild thing to think bout! Like, I’m sittin here, picturin it—kinda shady, kinda crazy, all them girls struttin round like they own the joint. Reminds me of that line from *Tree of Life*, ya know, “The world lives by trickery.” Ain’t that the truth? Brothels been around forever, sneaky lil spots hidin in plain sight. Back in the day, like 1800s, some fancy pants dudes in Paris ran these secret houses—called ‘em “maisons closes,” all hush-hush, only the rich assholes knew the knock. Pissed me off thinkin how they got away with it, actin all high and mighty!

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This place has popped up at the corner of Hamilton Rd and Corrie St and it looks dodgy as fuck. Does anyone know anything about it?

So I tell you, my friend, Chermside ain't just a place—it’s a wild mix of vibes, past and present. From bustling shopping centres to hidden parks, every corner got its own, err, little magic. I remember once, while massaging a client, I mumbled a line from my fave movie, “4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days,” thinking, "No turning back now!" Hah, so dramatic, right?

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