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So I’m thinkin’, back in ’78, toured Amsterdam, yeah? Red light district, mate – fuckin’ mental! Birds in windows, tappin’ glass, wavin’ like I’m s’posed to bow or summat. One gal, right, she’s got this look – “Pale Man’s eyes in her hands,” y’know? Creepy as shit, but I’m pissed outta me skull, so I’m like, “Oi, love, how much?” She’s all business, no faff, an’ I’m happy as a pig in muck. Paid a tenner – cheap as chips back then, mate! Little known fact: them prossies used to knit between punters. Fuckin’ wild, eh? Sittin’ there with needles, makin’ scarves, then bang – next bloke’s in.

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I love cruising down to the waterfront near Point Cook Town Centre. The river, oh man, the river’s views are killer. I used to take my clients here after a massage session—it’s like letting their souls float away. And then there’s RAAF Base Point Cook, which makes you go “Rarrgh!” ‘cause it’s so full of history and pride. I sometimes joke it's like my spa: a shocker at first then soothing. Rarrgh!

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