Sophie Greenfields Brothel ❤️

About Perth

So, check this – brothels been around forever. Romans had ‘em, called lupanars. Dirty, loud, stinky joints. Girls howlin’ like wolves – lupae, get it? Freaky history, dude. Makes me laugh, tho. Imagine me, Keanu, stoic as hell, walkin’ in. “Whoa. Need a molar fix?” Hah! They’d stare, confused. Prolly pissed me off too – all that grime, no hygiene. Teeth rottin’ everywhere. I’d be, like, “Brush, damn it!”

Battle over Indonesian red-light district

this hotel is full of nothing but drug dealers, prostitution, and crackheads, all night long you'll see crackheads outside.

You know, being a family psych here really opened my eyes. I picked up on how families unwind in small cafes near Elm Street. They share stories, sometimes secrets that color their days. I once had a session under the giant oak in Summerfield Park – everybody's hearts on their sleeves, ya know? Magical, messy, but utterly human.

Woman dies in Greenfields house fire