Amelia Swan View Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Downside? Smells like desperation half the time. Stale beer, cheap perfume – grim. I’d be like, “Let’s innovate, air fresheners, yeah!” Total game changer. Reckon I’d fancy a pint with the madam tho – hear her war stories. “You’re a dancer, I’m a dreamer,” I’d say, nickin that line from "Fish Tank." She’d roll her eyes, guaranteed. Brothel’s a mad world, mate – dirty, loud, alive. Love it, hate it, can’t look away!

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Look no further than The House of the Swans where debauchery, information and bar fights are commonplace. This large, beautifully sculpted playable brothel/inn.

I dunno, but I feel like the city breathes, ya know? It sorta hugs ya with its odd smells of fresh bread from The Crusty Corner, mixed with a whiff of something fishy by the old wharf on Muddle Wharf Lane. And the locals? They’re a weird mix – warm like your mum’s hug and rough as a crab’s claw. Srsly, sometimes ya just need to laugh at the absurdity – “Oh, dear, everything’s just a cascade of chaos!” I swear, I kept chucklin’ thinking so.

Swan View belt Mt Helena at Brown Park