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About Sydney

Here’s the tea—did ya know this stuff’s been around forever? Like, ancient Rome had “lupanars”—brothels with menus painted on walls. Wild, right? I’m shook. Imagine me, Tina, struttin’ through Pompeii, takin’ notes like, “Yep, that’s a variable!” Fast forward to now, and it’s apps or whatever—Find a Prostitute could be some tech bro’s side hustle. Makes me mad, tho—why’s it always gotta be so sleazy? Can’t we class it up? I’m yellin’ at my screen, “Gimme some dignity here!”

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The neighborhoods? Man, they're on point. Over at Cedar Grove Lane, people hang out on the stoops, bangin' tunes and gossiping like there's no tomorrow. And then you got your hidden park, Sunrise Park (yeah, I know, but trust me, it's prime!). I used to so random walk there at like 4am – the dark, the city lights, beats echoing in your head – just pure, raw soul (yo, "Don't let it all fall apart!" echoes in my head sometimes too, ya feel me?).

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