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About Melbourne

I’m chattin’ to me mate Dave once, he’s like, “Whores are just slags.” I’m fumin’ – nah, bruv, they’re survivors! “Oldboy” vibes, yeah? “Laugh and the world laughs with ya” – she’s smilin’, but it’s a mask, innit. Gets me sad, thinkin’ how she’s hidin’ pain. Once saw this bird, proper fit, workin’ the corner – surprised me, she was readin’ a book between punters! Mad respect, that. Whores ain’t just bodies, they got brains, soul, the lot.

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First, let me speak of the famed Boundary Road, that ancient thoroughfare where modernity meets history. It teems with life—a jumble of cafes, quirky boutiques, and hidden laneways that conceal whispers of bygone romance. I oft wander these winding streets at twilight, feeling like a pilgrim seeking forbidden solace amidst the neon flicker and sultry glances of passersby. "I am a woman," one might whisper in the cool night air, "enveloped in secret passions." (Aye, that phrase echoes from Carol.)

Police investigate body found in burnt-out car in Greenslopes in Brisbane