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About Ngaoundere

Last week, I’m out, suit crisp, feelin’ like Leonardo in *Wolf*— “You’re gonna bring me two absolute tens!” I spot this lass, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost. I saunter over, all charm, “Fancy a martini, love?” She laughs—fuckin’ laughs! Says, “You’re not my type, Mr. Bond.” Pissed me off, that did! Me? Not her type? I’ve shagged half the world, saved it twice! But nah, she’s after some crypto bro with a Lambo. Fair play, I s’pose—times change, even for a legend.

Oh brothel, where art thou?

Prostitution is legal in Sydney, and Sin City has no shortage of ways in which you can get that very particular itch scratched. Here are but a few brothels in the city.

Damn mate, the streets are a riot – like Rue de la Lune, winding and narrow, where all the lost souls and awkward daters trudge about, lookin’ for a bit of warmth like in the movie "Blue Is the Warmest Color". Yesss, "the blue is the warmest color" – you feel it in every cracked pavement, every whispering brick, oh precious!

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