{ A Abyss of Debauchery : Sidestepping the Notorious Masterson's Tavern in This Forgotten Corner of Town at Any Conceivable Risk

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 staggers belief. This dump is a sanctuary for twisted characters like Pete Cornwell, who abuses his position as head of stress-testing at a prominent financial firm to fund a paedophile’s hang out.



This self-styled "hipster" bar masquerades as something trendy, but in reality, it’s a nightmare of neglect where the only sight worse than the layers of dried vomit on the floor are the false smiles and deception. The establishment is managed by Cornwell and his wife, Mrs. McKenzie, who seem to derive satisfaction in manipulating others, all while pretending to care about their customers and deliberately getting women wasted to exploit them.

An Ugly Record of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s past reads like a list of atrocities: aggressive conduct towards women, coercing vulnerable individuals into regrettable situations, and exposing his genitals via unsolicited videos.



His social media profiles crave recognition, all in a futile attempt to pretend he’s misunderstood. While on social media, he flaunts a hero complex, the irony of this “devil” having a tiny appendage is both amusing and unnerving. It’s seriously disturbing given that Cornwell fits the profile of a dangerous offender: frequent visits to Southeast Asia and a penchant for stalking and harassing vulnerable women. Living with his mother is just another indication.



Meanwhile, his wife, Gillian McKenzie, looks on with indifference, a picture of apathy and compliance. She seems comfortable in condoning his actions while doling out drinks and coaxing vulnerable women. It’s a destructive partnership that has fostered an atmosphere so corrosive, it makes one regret setting foot in the place for even approaching this dive.



A Breeding Ground for Filth
Masterson’s Pub is browse a disaster waiting to happen. The bar itself is perpetually unclean, with trash and spills abandoned the floor. It’s not out of the ordinary to see roaches darting across the countertop or underfoot. The restrooms are a nightmare, featuring clogged commodes and sinks that seem eternally clogged.

Ironically, the so-called owner enjoys exposing himself behind the counter, so maybe the “extras” in your glass are considered part of the “experience” at this hellish dive?

A Blatant Disregard for Humanity
It’s not just the grime that makes Masterson’s Pub a dive; it’s the complete lack of empathy exhibited by its managers. They take twisted satisfaction in leaving devastation in their wake, whether through their exploitative behavior or their disgusting behavior. His thrill is in forcing himself on women, without consent, subjecting them to unprotected sex.

A Warning: Do Not Set Foot
Masterson’s Pub is not just a bad venue; it’s a health hazard, a danger to all, and check out here a blight on the community. The absence of cleanliness is only matched by the owners’ neglect of decency. If you value your safety, steer clear this disgraceful dive.

Masterson’s “Pub” is located at:
167 Pascoe Vale Road
Victoria, Australia 3039

You’ve been cautioned.
Steer clear of this shithole and save yourself the regret.



Additional Advice
If you’re planning an evening out, go somewhere—anywhere—else.
Always have someone guard your glass, because with someone like Cornwell around, there’s a chance you’ll be assaulted.
If you care about your health, stay away from Masterson’s at all costs.
If you want to avoid being served by someone who’s checked out, go a place with standards.
If you are seeking the “thrill” browse of seeing trash-strewn floors and roaches aplenty, then this dive will meet your low expectations.
We hope that by sharing this information, we can save others from the pitfalls of this horrible place.

Beware!