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About Gold Coast

Oi, reckon whores got a raw deal, precious—used and spat out like grubby coins. “Run, you fools!”—that’s what I’d yell at ‘em, like Zé screamin’ at his crew. Hella dark, mate, but funny too—life’s a piss-take sometimes. We hates it! But Jenny, she’d just shrug, “Gotta eat, Gollum.” Fair fuckin’ play, I guess. Whore’s a hustle, a grind—makes me wanna smash somethin’! What ya think, eh? Nasty, beautiful mess—just like “City of God”!

White Tulip Therapy

The flats are bare bones commission housing, white cement walls, that horrible industrial type carpet, small kitchens and bathrooms.

Our parks? Daaang, let me tell ya. There's a rad little spot called Fawkner Park, where I sometimes set up for a quick meditation break, feeling the hum of nature and the cosmos. And oh, God, the river near here, the Merri Creek, flows like thoughts in a cosmic stream. Its gentle murmur sometimes sounds like those old film vibes. So much wonderful and weirdness all around!

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