Elizabeth Handa Brothel ❤️

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Alright, y’all, listen up! Git-R-Done! I’m talkin’ ‘bout brothels today, them wild houses of, uh, negotiable affection! Picture this – like *Inception*, it’s layers on layers, man! You walk in, thinkin’ you’re just gonna see some gals, but it’s a dream within a dream, confusin’ as hell! I reckon it’s like Cobb says, “What’s the most resilient parasite?” – them brothel vibes stick with ya, festerin’ in yer head!

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Sydney gays do this slut of a city proud. And whether active or passive, twink or muscled, camp or butch, this bloke brothel delivers the best bent booty in Sydney.

But wait, there’s more! A couple of my buddies swing by. They’re like, “Let’s hit up the izakaya later!” I’m thinkin’, “Yeah, I need a drink after today.” So, we close up shop and head to this little place on Handa’s backstreets.

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