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Once, this dude—client, twitchy eyes—tells me, “She’s my muse.” Muse? Bro, she’s clockin’ hours! Laughed so hard, nearly choked—happy tears, tho. Surprised me, how they chat—like, real talk, not just “pay up.” One lass, Ruby, spilled her story—ran from some cult, turned tricks to eat. “Killing’s easy,” she says, “livin’s the bitch.” Straight outta Oppenheimer’s flick—“Fearful of death, they are not.” Deep, right? Messed me head up.

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There is a third in the north region on the map. It is alas o no entry. There's one in South LS close to the Davis police station. But the map we don't deserve. You needed a map, pathetic. You .

Man, the streets are close-knit and real lively. Like those narrow lanes near Herring Rd. where you can see local legends hanging out and gossiping. The vibe's always pure and free—even if my head spins like a cartoon sometimes. I recally had a mad day when kitties took over my fave café on Artarmon Rd. (oops, sorry, typo!) It was a furry fiesta.

Gallery: Foxtel departs North Ryde for Artarmon