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About Melbourne

So, I’m out there, streets buzzin’, lookin’ for that hustle. Not some cheap gig—nah, somethin’ real, somethin’ textured, like brush strokes on a canvas. I’m dodgin’ cops, ‘cause they’re always sniffin’ around, ruinin’ the vibe. And lemme tell ya—prostitution’s old as dirt, right? Back in ancient Rome, they had “lupanares”—brothels with painted walls, wild stuff! Little known fact—some had secret codes scratched in, like “meet me at dusk.” Kinda poetic, huh? Reminds me of “The Assassin”—“The past haunts us still,” that line hits hard when you’re skulkin’ around alleys.

Dating in Helensburgh

Yeah, yeah, the town’s got character, mismatched buildings, broken signs that still run their stories. It’s raw, it’s quirky, it’s filled with typos of life – err, like myself. I’m in a hurry, always, so my heart races faster, like those bugs in our code!

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