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Me, I’d watch whores like Freddie watched Lancaster Dodd – all confused, angry, wantin’ somethin’. “Man is not an animal!” Dodd screams – but whores? They prove it, don’t they? They’s raw, wild, livin’ on edges we don’t touch. Once knew this gal, Sally, worked the docks – tough as nails, she was! Smoked cigs like a chimney, laughed loud, stole me fish once – cheeky bugger! We hates it, her takin’ me supper, but damn, she had guts. Made me happy, her sass – rare, that is!

Best of where to eat in Coorparoo

coorparoo a sad suburb in Brisbane that is inhabited with losers who really think they are important, most of them are cashed up bogans. Most of the people there have no lives and .

I stroll near Old Cleveland Rd. Man, it's bustling and quirky! Feel that? It's like, every pavement crack has its own story. Ever hit Sewell Park? Pure magic among the gum trees, err, and veggies – sorry, I mean free space to let your kids run wild. Taylor Park? A hidden gem! I had, like, a deep, weird chat with a mum there. Gonna tell ya, it left me thinking of life's weird turns.

Cars swamped as heaviest rain in 20 years hits parts of south-east Queensland