Natalie Lansdowne Brothel ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, brothel – crazy joint, yea? I go one time in Kazakhstan, secret spot, nobody talk bout it. Very hush-hush! Girls there, they dance, they wink, they say, “Borat, you big man!” I happy, I laugh, but then – boom – some guy, he drunk, he yell, “Gimme more vodka!” Piss me off, ruin sexy vibe. I think, “Why you loud, stupid man?” But then, girl, she smile, she say, “Ignore him, Borat.” Very nice! She smart, she know how to chill.

Lansdowne Street, Surry Hills

In , she moved into a house here at 2 Lansdowne Street. She used it as a brothel and her central hub for the network of sly grog shops.

I love that sometimes the city feels like it’s cut off time. Heard about the little diner on Spruce? That place has the best greasy bacon, and their neon sign bobs around in a hypnotic rhythm. It’s my go-to spot for a break when family sessions get too heavy. I fess up, sometimes I miss it already, like a lost child!

Nautical Bowls in Lansdowne is staying open after all