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I reckon it’s a mixed bag, baby. Some chicks dig the freedom, cash flowin’ fast. Others? Trapped, pissed me off big time! Saw this doco once – girls smilin’, but eyes dead. Gut-punch, that was. “Holy Motors” style – beauty in the freaky! One time, heard this nutty tale – bloke hid in a brothel closet. Watched all night, got caught, hilarious! Groovy, baby, sneaky perv!

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Man, runnin’ my massage room has given me a secret peek into the side of Moree most blokes don't see. Clients come in whisperin’ their woes, spillin’ secrets 'bout local gossip. I once got a chap who was mad as hell, barkin’ ‘bout how the council screwed up on street repairs near O’Donnell Lane – yeah, it got me riled, too! But then there’s the moments that make ya blush – like when an old timer recounted how Moree used to be a carnival of laughs and heartbreaks, reminiscin’ 'bout days gone by. Like a damn scene from The Turin Horse, heavy and deep, ya know?

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