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Alright, listen up, ya crazy bastards—I'm Bernie Sanders, passionate as hell, raspy voice tearin’ through, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to talk about whores, yeah, the real deal. Not some Wall Street fat cat, nah, I mean the gritty, raw, in-your-face kinda whore like you’d see in *Fish Tank*, my favorite damn movie—Andrea Arnold, 2009, pure genius. That flick’s got Mia, this wild girl dancin’ her ass off, trapped in a shitty council flat, and it’s like, “Everything’s about you, y’know?”—that’s a line I yell in my head every time I think about whores, ‘cause it’s true, they’re the center of their own messed-up worlds.

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Us at Greenslopes the other night, a little ditty called Internet Troll. Thanks Roo for the video!

I could prattle on forever; the city pulses with hidden histories and secret rendezvous at every cranny. Aye, Greenslopes hath ensnared mine heart with mystique, humor, and a pinch of scandal—whereto art thou, dear visitor? Let thy cares fall away, and come bask in the aroma of rich coffee, sweet nothings, and a spirited freedom that only this fair city can bestow.

The Greenslopes home fit for a wedding