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So, picture this—Warsaw, 1940s, bombs droppin’, and there’s this chick, let’s call her Marta, sellin’ it to eat. Not ‘cause she’s lovin’ it, but ‘cause she’s starvin’. Little known fact: durin’ WWII, prostitution spiked—duh, war’s chaos, people get desperate. Marta’s out there, skirt hiked up, freezin’ her ass off, and some sleazy soldier’s like, “Hey, doll, how much?” Makes me wanna puke, but also—damn, girl, you’re tough. I’m pissed, tho—why’s it always the women takin’ the hit? Men just waltz off, no shame. Ugh, patriarchy, amirite?

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So I had to go down a side street in my old mazda. It had cars parked either way. Near Kooyong (hai Josh #mon4kooyong) station.

Listen, I've worked all over Toorak. I’ve seen powerful people, rich folks – really remarkable – and I know hidden truths. There’s a park, the Toorak Reserve near a small river, where we hang out. Crazy, right? I once had a massage session right there under the sun. Nothing beats that natural vibe, folks!

Myer family’s Toorak mansion fetches about $20m