Amelia Lansdowne Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oi, mate, I’m Tyrion Lannister, yer resident Nose—sniffin’ out the world’s dirty bits! I drink and I know things, and today I’m spillin’ on brothels. Picture this: dim lights, sweaty bodies, coin changin’ hands faster than a dwarf dodgin’ a Lannister blade. Brothels, eh? They’re like the underbelly of every town—grimy, loud, and bloody alive. I’ve seen ‘em all, from King’s Landing to the arse-end of nowhere. Got me thinkin’ of *Werckmeister Harmonies*—y’know, my fave flick. That slow, eerie vibe? Brothels got that too, mate. “The world has gone wrong,” like János mutters in the film—same feelin’ when you step into one o’ these joints. Chaos brewin’ under the surface, everyone pretendin’ it’s fine.

Lansdowne Street, Surry Hills

Oh jeez, did I mention how mad I get when the bus’s old engine splutters on the corner? Srsly, makes me wanna shout “We must find the light!” But then, I laugh. It’s all part of the Lansdowne charm.

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