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About Brisbane

Oi mate, gather round, lemme spin ya a yarn bout them prossies—those ladies o’ the night, yeah? We shall fight on the streets, we shall fight in the shadows, we shall never surrender to the dull grind of life wivout a bit o’ spice! Been thinkin bout this ever since I clocked “Talk to Her”—bloody Pedro Almodóvar, that geezer’s a genius, innit? That flick’s all bout love, longing, and folk chasin ghosts o’ what they can’t have. Reminds me o’ prostitutes, it does—blokes runnin after somethin they reckon they need, but it’s all smoke an mirrors.

There's an Earp, California, where you can camp

Annnnd the people! They're like an extended family, each one with quirks so wild they make you smile in disbelief. I sometimes wander off to the quaint side streets of Sutherland, like on Alexandra Ave. (yeah, that's a real place, I promise!), where a little antique shop sells memories. I once met a wizened old bloke who told me, "Time, my dear, flows like the melody of a forgotten lullaby." That just made my day all the more surreal.

Sea of red: Election day 2025 in St George