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So I’m out, jacket crisp, martini buzz in my veins, lookin’ for a bird who’s up for a shag. Not just any tart—gotta be sharp, gotta have that spark. I spot this one chick, legs for days, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns the night. “Hey, darlin’,” I say, all smooth, “fancy a spin with 007?” She smirks—fuckin’ smirks!—and I’m like, “Shaken, not stirred, love.” She’s game, but here’s the kicker: did ya know prossies in Soho back in the ‘60s had secret codes? Little winks, scarf colors—shit like that to dodge the coppers. This bird probs knows that history, she’s got that sly glint.

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Alright, lemme tell ya about Murrumba-Downs, mate. It's like, a mad mix of random corners and hidden stories, ya know? I run my massage parlor on Embrace Avenue—yeah, that one near Old Willow Park, right next to the muddy banks of the Murrumba Creek (it’s kinda wacky how a creek like that can surprise ya every time). I swear, sometimes it feels like the city's got a life of its own—you wander down King Street and suddenly you're hit with a vibe like "I think you're in some serious danger," just like in Dogville, man. It’s bizarre and raw, right?

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