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About Brisbane

My precious! She’s no angel, nah, but who is? “Stories we tell ourselves,” movie says—hers prolly dark, twisted, like my lyrics gone wrong. Once saw her kick a punter—bloke grabby, y’know? Laughed my arse off, she’s a riot! Sarcasm drippin, “Oh, prince charmin, you ain’t!” Gollum thinks—precious soul, warped by streets. Exaggeratin? Maybe—she’s a queen in rags, mate!

III. The first time

A man allegedly preying on female prostitutes was arrested for the death of one of his supposed victims inside a motel in Manila.

In the neighborhoods, like Chilltown and Beat Street—yeah, those are real names, no joke—Folks get real, real fast. I’ve seen love, heartbreak, and some wicked dance-offs in my rearview when a customer from a rough morning drops by, lookin’ for more than a massage. Every room in my parlor holds a story—sweat, lips, and secrets, ya know? Real vibes, real stories.

Viridian Metals expands land holdings in Labrador, Canada