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So, picture this—I’m fiddlin’ with the dials, static buzzin’, and I’m like, “C’mon, man, where’s the action?” Findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ a pizza, folks. Takes guts, some sneaky know-how. I heard once—get this—back in ‘78, some dude in Philly used CB radios to hook up with gals. Truckers spillin’ secrets, “10-4, she’s at the lot!” Wild, right? Made me laugh—technology, man, always mixin’ with the oldest game.

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Sex workers are set to ply their trade next to schools and churches in “free for all” with rules on where brothels can operate being stripped back.

The best part? Cranbourne-West has a secret side. In a side street off Maple Drive, there's a hidden garden – my fave spot. I sit there, ponderin', scribblin' down thoughts 'bout human desire and all the weird fuckin' crossroads of love. Sometimes, I swear the whispers of the wind sound like muffled confessions… pure poetic nonsense, yeh?

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