Ava Parnell Brothel ❤️

About Wellington

Less drama, more cleaver action.

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This article explores another, often-overlooked colonial institution staffed by women in the nineteenth-century West.

First off, I grab my guitar, of course. It’s my baby, my soulmate, you know? I head out to the local café on the corner of Parnell and St. Stephen’s Ave. They’ve got the best flat whites. I mean, I could swim in that stuff. So, I’m sittin’ there, strummin’ a few chords, and this dude walks in. Total hipster, man bun and all. He orders some fancy drink and plops down next to me.

2B Alberon Street, Parnell, Auckland City