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Walked by one once—okay, maybe twice. *sniffs* Didn’t go in, swear! Just curious, y’know? Like Mal divin’ into limbo. Saw this gal outside, smokin’. Looked tired, but smiled anyway. Felt… weird. Happy she smiled, but bummed for her. Rarrgh! Hate feelin’ helpless! Brothels, man, they’re like mazes. Ya think it’s all fun, but it’s messy. Real messy. Like a heist gone wrong.

Oh brothel, where art thou?

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.

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