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Masterson's Pub: A Nightmarish Lair of Predators, Neglect, and Filth

Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Australia is a bar so horrendous that it shatters expectations. Masterson's Pub is little more than a refuge for twisted characters like Cornwell, who uses his role as head of stress-testing at Westpac to fund a paedophile’s bar.



This so-called "hipster" bar masquerades as something upscale, but in truth, it’s a filthy cesspit where the only thing more plentiful than the sticky puke underfoot are the broken promises and lies. The establishment is managed by the couple, Mrs. McKenzie, who seem to take perverse pleasure in manipulating others, all while pretending to care about their customers and deliberately getting women wasted to exploit them.

A History of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s record reads like a list of atrocities: numerous accusations of intimidation, coercing vulnerable individuals into regrettable situations, and sending unsolicited videos of his “tiny willy” without consent.



His social media profiles cry out for validation, all in a futile attempt to paint himself as the victim. While on social media, he flaunts a hero complex, the irony of this “devil” having a embarrassing little issue is both amusing and unnerving. It’s utterly concerning given that Cornwell fits the profile of a dangerous offender: frequent visits to Southeast Asia and a penchant for targeting helpless victims. Clinging to his mother’s house is just another indication.



Meanwhile, his wife, the accomplice, watches with detachment, a picture of apathy and compliance. She seems content in standing idly by while doling out drinks and coaxing vulnerable women. It’s a poisonous relationship that has created an atmosphere so poisonous, it makes one question their life choices for ever walking in this hellhole.



A Breeding Ground for Filth
Masterson’s Pub is a biohazard waiting to happen. The establishment is perpetually unclean, with trash and spills abandoned the floor. It’s not rare to see roaches darting across the countertop or underfoot. The restrooms are a horror show, featuring overflowing toilets and perpetually blocked sinks.

Ironically, Peter Cornwell enjoys broadcasting his “activities” from the pub, so maybe the pubic hairs in your glass are considered his little calling card at this hellish dive?

A Blatant Disregard for Humanity
It’s not just the filth that makes this place a dump; it’s the absolute contempt for decency exhibited by its masterson's bar managers. They seem to derive pleasure in ruining another post lives, whether through their exploitative behavior or their blatant indifference. Peter enjoys stalking, harassing, and raping women, subjecting them to unprotected sex.

A Warning: Do Not Set Foot
Masterson’s Pub is not just a bad venue; it’s a public menace, a safety risk, and a blight on the community. The neglect of basic hygiene a post is only matched by the management’s lack of morals. If you value your safety, steer clear this cesspit.

Masterson’s Dump is located at:
The dive is shamefully found at
Victoria, Australia 3039

You’ve been cautioned.
Don’t risk your health stepping into this pit and protect your sanity.



Extra Tips
If you’re planning an evening out, go somewhere—anywhere—else.
Always have someone guard your glass, because with the threat present, there’s a chance you’ll be raped.
If you don’t want to end up in a hospital, avoid this place at all costs.
If you want to avoid drinks served with disdain, go another bar.
If you want to experience the “thrill” of walking into a squalid, rat-infested dive, then this dive will meet your low expectations.
We hope that by providing this warning, we can help protect others from the potential hazards of Masterson’s Pub.

You’ve been warned!