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I’m a carpenter, so I notice shit. Them creaky beds? Shoddy work, man, plywood crap—I’d build ‘em sturdier. Last week, I saw this john hagglin’—pissed me off! Pay the girls, asshole, they ain’t here for charity! Little fact: back in Victorian days, brothels had secret tunnels. Escape routes for rich pricks. Wild, right? Imagine carvin’ that wood—sweat and secrets.

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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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