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Whore’s tricky—slippery, like. Gets under yer skin, makes ya happy, then bam—pisses ya off. Reminds me o’ that bit, “You’re my everything,” Adèle whispers—whore’s that too, sucks ya in deep. Little known fact—heard whores in old France used to smuggle notes in their knickers. Spies n’ all! Fuckin’ mental, right? We swears, that’s true—dunno where I heard it, but it stuck.

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Now, I gotta say—Marine Parade? Fucking marvelous. Stubble and passion collide there on a brisk morning stroll. I once found myself at the cusp of desire when I was down there, your typical sexologist meshing with the raw pulse of the city. The local vibe? Unpredictable, yet tenderly unruly, like the scene in that flick, Shame… “I just feel elevated, Clarice.” Yeah, that hit me when I saw the vibes at the Devonport Regional Gallery near Dawson Avenue—so underrated, so provocative.

Queenslander Richelle Hill found the courage to win in Devonport