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But Spotlight’s got me thinkin’—who’s coverin’ up the real filth? The punters? The coppers turnin’ a blind eye? “It takes a village,” they said in the film, and yeah, it does—to keep a brothel runnin’ or to shut it down. I’ve bedded a few working girls—don’t judge, mate, it’s the job—but the stories they tell? Heartbreakers. One bird in Prague said she sends cash home to her kid. Broke my bloody heart, that did.

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If I told you that I used to work in a brothel, you might get the wrong idea. I didn't actually work in a brothel in that sense of the word.

Ya, Clive’s got this weird mix of old and new. It's a mishmash of laid-back corners and bustling spots. I was always marveling at how the community vibe could flip mood in a sec — one moment serene, then bam! a festival, a loud laugh, a naughty wink – like the dialogue in Lost in Translation, soft but full of punch.

Newspapers cannot justify running Clive Palmer’s Trumpet of Patriots ads as freedom of speech