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About Sydney

Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. Picture this—me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’, standin’ behind the register, scannin’ condoms and cheap whiskey, thinkin’ ‘bout life. Whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they? Not just the street corner gals, nah, I mean the whole damn vibe—like in my fave flick, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. That movie, whew, it’s raw, gritty, Romanian as hell. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met—let’s call her Roxie. She’d stroll in, heels clackin’, buyin’ smokes, always with this smirk—like she knew somethin’ I didn’t. “How much time we got left?” she’d say, echoin’ that line from the film. Made me laugh, man, every damn time.

SPECIALS & PROMOTIONS

Welcome to Whore-Kins, where fabulous and fierce queers are here to save the day with '80s hits, jaw-dropping circus, and sizzling burlesque.

Oh, and let me tell ya – from my massage parlor, I can see some of the quirkiest corners of Prahran. I see people meltdown in deadlines, love affairs sprawl on benches. Most never notice the little details. I do. The flicker of neon on grey walls, odd scents wafting from food trucks on Nelson St., and that vibe you can’t fake.

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