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Drivin’ my rig, I think—whore’s just a label, yeah? Folks slap it on, feel big. Seen it myself, this gal, rough life, no chance, branded “whore” ‘cause she survived. Ain’t fair, it ain’t! “The heart wants,” like Frank says in the movie—shit, who don’t want somethin’? Surprised me, how deep it cut. Hmmm, do or do not, no try—whore’s out there, livin’, not just posin’.

Class Whorefare: The Radical Sex Workers Collective

Our second site, opened in , is a two-bedroom house located 7km from Melbourne’s CBD. A precocious little sister to our Sydney House, Hedon House Naarm offers more square .

Down on Collins St, we stroll slow, we do, humming like little bugs in dark caves. Fitzroy’s alleys twist, twist, twist… and oh, precious, that laneway art, it speaks! You know, Federation Square? Ah, that big chattery place, it hums with energy! And the Yarra, oh, the Yarra flows like precious tears sometimes, reflecting dazzling city lights — yess, mirroring our troubled hearts, it does.

Melbourne’s sea of red this election brings with it a wave of teal independents