The Dirty Warehouse

I’ve been exploring the city with one of my best mates, J. Her Aussie-ness necessitates the use of the term “mate,” as opposed to friend. The other day J took me to “The Dirty Warehouse.” While the name suggests something deliciously salacious, TDW is in fact an antiques curio shop, stuffed in a dirty corner of a dirty street…

Dirty street

Entrance. Ta da!

Stuff galore, including old tins.

Need a lift?

Adding to the collection.

J and I, getting dirty.

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