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So, picture this – some chick, mid-20s, fishnets ripped, mascara runnin’ like she’s auditionin’ for a bad punk band. Reminds me of Monty’s line, “Champagne wishes and caviar dreams, huh?” She’s out there, struttin’, actin’ like she owns the damn street. I saw one once, near Jersey, swear she winked at me – me! A gimpy doc with a smirk. Made me laugh, then pissed me off. Why? ‘Cause she prob’ly thought I’d pay. Ha! I’d rather diagnose her STDs for free than toss her a dime.

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If she's nothing much in looks, and if she was of old a whore and a harlot, shew a shilling, she'll be willing.

In a nutshell, Corio (au) is a mix of city grit and hidden magic. It’s fast, it’s furious, and sometimes it’s a rollercoaster of emotions – mad, happy, angry, or surprised. It's a story of love and struggle on every corner. And remember, like in The Social Network: "The internet's not written in pencil, it's written in ink." Just like every bit of life in Corio – permanent and unforgettable.

Man jumps into Corio Bay to run away from police