I was in the Navy and one of my shipmates got so drunk he passed out on a bench in front of the fountain at the Kings Cross intersection in Sydney. So a prostitute told him he was going to get arrested and when he spoke she realized he was American and somehow one thing leading to the other…
She gave him a bj at 7am during the beginning of rush hour traffic. She later took us to a couple private bars that were creepy and she stole his Levi’s later after they had sex and she left
Yep lived there! This was pre-2010, to be certain. Now there’s a safe injecting site, lockout laws, and other things that make the neighborhood less fun
I was in the Navy and one of my shipmates got so drunk he passed out on a bench in front of the fountain at the Kings Cross intersection in Sydney. So a prostitute told him he was going to get arrested and when he spoke she realized he was American and somehow one thing leading to the other…
She gave him a bj at 7am during the beginning of rush hour traffic. She later took us to a couple private bars that were creepy and she stole his Levi’s later after they had sex and she left
Yep lived there! This was pre-2010, to be certain. Now there’s a safe injecting site, lockout laws, and other things that make the neighborhood less fun
This was probably 1994/95
I stayed there in 2011 and the hotel didn’t have wifi. Jet lag led me to sitting on the sidewalk outside McDonald’s at 5am to get some internet.