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About Melbourne

So, yeah, findin a prostitute? It’s a dance, Clarice—thrillin, messy, human as fuck. Pisses me off when folks sneer, but damn, it’s a rush when ya click with one. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d fillet a man for less. “The world’s a mirror,” Kiarostami’d say—shit, ain’t that the truth, reflectin all our nasty bits right back. Catch ya later, gotta feed my eels—stay curious, darlin.

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The neighborhoods here are cray-cray varied. Westend is all artsy – murmur'n graffiti that reads like deep secrets, while Eastgrove's more chill, old-school vibes. I sometimes wander along Old Mill Road – yeah, reminds me of splashes of sweat and dreams colliding. I've had moments, right there, thinkin’ – “This city’s a dynamite, doc!” as if my massage tables turned into battlegrounds of relaxation.

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