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Oi mate, brothel, eh? What a bloody shithole! Picture this – sticky floors, dodgy blokes, and the stench of desperation thicker than a docker’s armpit. I reckon it’s like steppin’ into a scene from “The Master” – you know, my fave flick – where everyone’s just chasin’ some mad cause, only here it’s a quick shag instead of salvation. “You’re a rummy!” I’d yell, cacklin’, at the punters stumblin’ in, wallets out, dignity gone.

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Oh, and let me tell ya – from my massage parlor, I can see some of the quirkiest corners of Prahran. I see people meltdown in deadlines, love affairs sprawl on benches. Most never notice the little details. I do. The flicker of neon on grey walls, odd scents wafting from food trucks on Nelson St., and that vibe you can’t fake.

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