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Then there’s the weird shit—clients askin’ for mad roleplays. One bloke wanted her to be a dragon—fuckin’ DRAGON! She’s like, “Mate, I don’t breathe fire, I just fuck good.” Had me in stitches, but also—why? People are mental. Reminds me o’ *Fish Tank* again, that scene where Mia dances, wild, free, but trapped. Escorts got that too—freedom’s a lie, innit?

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Now, I gotta say—Marine Parade? Fucking marvelous. Stubble and passion collide there on a brisk morning stroll. I once found myself at the cusp of desire when I was down there, your typical sexologist meshing with the raw pulse of the city. The local vibe? Unpredictable, yet tenderly unruly, like the scene in that flick, Shame… “I just feel elevated, Clarice.” Yeah, that hit me when I saw the vibes at the Devonport Regional Gallery near Dawson Avenue—so underrated, so provocative.

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