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This is the chapter, “Mona The Madam: When is a brothel not a brothel?,” from Ron Manners’ Heroic Misadventures: Four Decades – Full Circle (West Perth, Australia: Mannwest Group, 2009), pp. 177-79. (Ron Manners is still brilliantly active as founder of based in Perth. The best archive of his work is curated by Ron himself.)
Prostitution has always been an integral part of mining towns, which can be pretty rough places at times, especially for barmaids who expand their horizons.
Well-remembered is one barmaid at the mining town of Broad Arrow.
She stayed there 12 months, served the thirsty during the day and the love-hungry at night. When she decided to quit and return to the coast, a large crowd of prospectors turned up at the station to wave goodbye.
One pretty hard case in the mob said, “You must be going away with a pretty good bank balance. How much are you worth?”
She looked at him with a gentle smile and said, “If I had another shaft on the lease I could have put through another 2,000 crushings.”
This reminds me of Mona, the leading Goldfields Madam of the 1970s, who always referred to her establishment as a bordello.
More featuring Ron Manners» , Zoning»
This is the chapter, “Mona The Madam: When is a brothel not a brothel?,” from Ron Manners’ Heroic Misadventures: Four Decades – Full Circle (West Perth, Australia: Mannwest Group, 2009), pp. 177-79. (Ron Manners is still brilliantly active as founder of based in Perth. The best archive of his work is curated by Ron himself.)
Prostitution has always been an integral part of mining towns, which can be pretty rough places at times, especially for barmaids who expand their horizons.
Well-remembered is one barmaid at the mining town of Broad Arrow.
She stayed there 12 months, served the thirsty during the day and the love-hungry at night. When she decided to quit and return to the coast, a large crowd of prospectors turned up at the station to wave goodbye.
One pretty hard case in the mob said, “You must be going away with a pretty good bank balance. How much are you worth?”
She looked at him with a gentle smile and said, “If I had another shaft on the lease I could have put through another 2,000 crushings.”
This reminds me of Mona, the leading Goldfields Madam of the 1970s, who always referred to her establishment as a bordello.
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