Grace Sutherland Brothel ❤️

About Logan City

Brothels, man, they’re old as dirt—didya know ancient Pompeii had ‘em? Lupanars, they called ‘em, walls scratched with dirty doodles—prolly some Roman dude braggin’ bout his “happy little tree.” Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how folks ain’t changed much. I get a kick outta that—history’s got sass! But damn, it fires me up too—some places treated gals like cattle, and that ain’t right. Makes my blood boil, thinkin’ bout the unfairness.

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Annnnd the people! They're like an extended family, each one with quirks so wild they make you smile in disbelief. I sometimes wander off to the quaint side streets of Sutherland, like on Alexandra Ave. (yeah, that's a real place, I promise!), where a little antique shop sells memories. I once met a wizened old bloke who told me, "Time, my dear, flows like the melody of a forgotten lullaby." That just made my day all the more surreal.

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