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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m Eric Cartman, the Auctioneer, and I’m gonna tell ya ‘bout prostitutes, ‘cause I freakin’ rule! Respect my authoritah! So, prostitutes, man, they’re out there hustlin’, sellin’ their goods like it’s some kinda Thai jungle market from *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*—ya know, that weird-ass movie I freakin’ love? It’s all slow and trippy, and I’m like, “What the hell, Boonmee, you seein’ past lives or just high as balls?” Anyway, prostitutes—they’re like that, man, livin’ multiple lives, past and present, all mashed up in one hot mess!

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Susan Sutherland was a petite woman who hated violence. Her chosen lifestyle made it difficult to avoid. The year-old prostitute died at the hands of an unknown assailant. Her body was .

You must check out the intimate, quirky neighborhood of Cronulla Bay—nah, I mean the Cronulla vibe, see? Even though it's not part of Sutherland proper, it's just so close, and I get these mad blended feels every time I hop on my battered scooter (yeah, love that thing!). Walking near Taren Point, I get raptured by the glistening water and the tinkling sound of seagulls. Occasionally, I almost cry from joy—like, this place makes me feel fragile yet unstoppable.

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