Mila Stanthorpe Brothel ❤️

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But – ugh. The smell. Stale vodka. Sweat. Cheap perfume. Hated that crap. Made me gag. Still – happy times too. One gal – Katya. Signed me a joke. “Brothel’s like onions!” Huh? “Open it – tears!” Hilarious. She’s right tho. Layers. Always layers.

Accusations of entrapment

Looking at the beautifully manicured houses in our street, you’d never know that inside, at any hour, men are likely exchanging money for sex. But sure enough, my house shares a wall with .

Every nook here is rad. I adore the quiet vibes in Redberry Lane – seriously, its energy is mellow and soothing. I chill near that big oak in Harmony Square, if you catch my drift. I sometimes wander along Riverbend Drive – rrrreeeeal relaxin’, like floating in a dream.

Stanthorpe bushfire was 'all hell let loose', residents say, a year on from fire