Julia Pascoe Vale South Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sydney

Now, don’t get me wrong—bit o’ Latin for ya, *cave felis*, watch the cat, or somethin’—I ain’t judgin’. Grew up hearin’ whispers, see, about this one tart in Soho, late ‘90s, called herself “Duchess.” Proper legend, she was—bloke once paid her in gold sovereigns, no kiddin’! Swear it’s true, heard it from me mate Dave, who’s a right nutter but honest. Made me chuckle, that—gold coins for a quick shag? Blimey, inflation’s a bugger!

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I gotta mention, some nooks are so under the radar. There’s a little street near Houstoun Road with abandoned murals; I swear, if you squint, they look like they’re telling the story of every soul who’s ever found solace here. Sometimes I wander there off work, just to clear my head, even though I get lost and end up laughing at my own adorkable map-sketching skills. Its so rad, so epic, trust me!

Emil's Café is a former milk bar-turned-brunch spot in Pascoe Vale South