Sofia Devonport Brothel ❤️

About Melbourne

So, I’m thinkin’ bout “Moolaadé,” my fave flick—Ousmane Sembène, 2004, pure genius! That line, “Purification is a curse,” hits hard. Brothels got that vibe too—some see ‘em as dirty, others as freedom. Like, who’s judgin’ who? I reckon it’s all cosmic chaos, man. People payin’ for a roll in the hay, but it’s deeper—loneliness, power, survival. Gets me mad tho—pisses me off how society shits on the workers but not the punters! Hypocrisy, mate, pure bloody hypocrisy!

The Red Lantern

In there were twenty brothels with up to fifteen prostitutes in each in Hobart, Launceston, Burnie and Devonport, and a further hundred prostitutes working.

Nah, let me recount some less-known tidbits—quaint cafes on Devonport Road, where the aroma of bitter coffee mingles with dreams and damp windows. There’s a graffiti behind the little market on Firth Street that screams of rebellion and raw lust. I swear, if walls could talk, they'd recite vivid confessions. Fuck, I get choked up thinking about it sometimes!

Car lovers’ heaven at Devonport Motor Show