Audrey Helensburgh Brothel ❤️

About Sydney

Oi mate, so brothel, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – what a bleedin’ mess, innit? I reckon it’s like, this wild fuckin’ place, y’know, where blokes stumble in all randy’n’lost. Saw this one joint in Amsterdam once – fuckin’ mental! Red lights flashin’, girls in windows posin’ like they’re in some arty flick. Reminds me o’ *Goodbye to Language*, that line – “What lacks is lacking!” – ‘cos fuck me, ain’t that the truth? They got nothin’ real, just shadows fuckin’ about.

Kingpin snared by pal's brothel bender

Yeah, yeah, the town’s got character, mismatched buildings, broken signs that still run their stories. It’s raw, it’s quirky, it’s filled with typos of life – err, like myself. I’m in a hurry, always, so my heart races faster, like those bugs in our code!

Number of violent incidents recorded in Argyll and Bute schools revealed