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About Sydney

So I’m scopin’ the scene, yeah? Them prossies back in the day, they had style—miniskirts tighter than a villain’s grip, lips redder than a double-decker bus. Little known fact, dig this: in ‘67, Soho was crawlin’ with these birds—cops called ‘em “night butterflies,” how fab is that? I’m vibin’, thinkin’ “Oh, behave!” when this one chick—let’s call her Babs—sways over, all sultry like. She’s got that look, ya know, “The children are watching,” like in the movie, but flipped—*she’s* watchin’ me, sizin’ me up. Got me all hot under the collar, baby!

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Brothel, Mistress (hard), Anal Sex (depends on the size), Dirtytalk, Anal Sex (depends on the size).

Green space? We got loads. Up at Marayong Park, I found solace on a rainy day. I sat on a bench close to a small creek, feeling nature hum like a soft lullaby. No big fancy gardens, just raw, real nature. Reminds me of WALL-E dusting off old memories in a forgotten park, ya know?

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