Paisley Ada Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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So brothels—been around forever, right? Oldest job, they say—ha! Bet some caveman paid in rocks for a quickie! Saw this post on X—dude said ancient Babylon had temple hookers, sacred sexy times—wild, huh? Blew me square pants off! Makes ya think—people cravin’ connection, always. Kinda sweet, kinda sad—like David in “A.I.” chasin’ his Blue Fairy. “I’m special, unique!” he’d sob. Brothel folk? Same vibe. Sellin’ skin, but maybe dreamin’ bigger.

An Evening at the Last Brothel in Fremantle

Oh em gee, and the river! The Ada River gushes its own version of free jazz through town. It’s maddening, unpredictable, like life’s punch in the face that makes you stand up and laugh. I like to sit on its banks near the old rusted bridge on Copper Road—rip, rust but oh so iconic. Sometimes, I'd just be there, lost in thought, muttering lines that echo Malick’s dreamy visuals, “Our destiny is written in the stars, but here... everything’s wild and raw.”

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