Audrey Seaside Brothel ❤️

About Chicago

What pisses me off? The sleazy blokes—pushy, loud, no class. Makes me wanna pistol-whip ‘em—bam! But then, there’s this one bird—soft voice, sly smile—had me grinning like a twat. “Shaken, not stirred,” I tell her, orderin’ my martini. She laughs—proper cheeky. Loved that. Felt like Remy tastin’ soup—pure magic, yeah?

MELBOURNE'S BROTHEL

14/1/ So, I've got 8 guest beds, a hospital for 8, and 8 spare rooms for new people that join up. Got a dining hall big enough to feed all.

Now, y’know, I always wander near the Seaside River. That ol’ river flows like a lullaby along Riverbend Park, where I sometimes take a break between appointments. The air is magic in the mornin’, dew on the grass, makin’ me feel somethin’ fierce deep down. And lemme spill a secret — my parlor is near Bluebell Ave. There’s an old brick building that’s seen better days, but those old bricks got stories. Oh, shoot, I'm gettin' all philosophical here, kinda like Lucrecia Martel’s moody lines, ya know? “I feel like I’m floatin’,” kinda vibe, but with a twist of Dr. Phil wisdom.

So many Florida locals recommended I visit 30A. After one trip, I agree it's one of the best destinations in the state.