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About Polokwane

Ey, gabagool? Ova here! So, brothel, huh? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them joints, right? Like, you walk in, it’s all dark, smoky, smells like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of that flick, *Under the Skin* – ya know, my favorite. That alien broad, Scarlett, pickin’ up guys, luring ‘em in. Brothels got that vibe, too. “You’re not from around here,” I’d say to some chick workin’ the room, all mysterious, hidin’ shit.

OUR LADIES

In , Adelaide's best-known brothel hit the market, with Madam Stormy Summers selling the Waymouth Street address for almost $3 million.

Every day’s a new story here in Adelaide. Even when I’m beat, I smile cause I know this city’s a beast of beauty. Streets like King William and Gouger can bring quick thrills and hidden gems. They got surprises around every corner. And like Batman said, "It's not who I am underneath, but what I do that defines me." That sticks with me every day at my pad massage joint.

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