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About Gold Coast

So, finding a tart—sorry, “sex worker,” gotta be PC these days, bloody woke nonsense—ain’t like popping to Tesco for a pint of milk. Nah, it’s dodgy, mate. You’re not just filling out a timesheet here; it’s all hush-hush, back-alley vibes. Made me proper angry, though—why’s it so complicated? I just wanna have a butcher’s, not crack the Da Vinci Code! Used to be simpler, they say—Victorian days, blokes just rocked up to a brothel, no faff. Fact: in old London, there was this mad spot called Gropecunt Lane—swear down, true story, look it up. Mental name, right? Straight to the point, no corporate jargon bollocks.

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I gotta say, fam, some typos happen cuz I’m always rush-rush with passion and excitement – stuff goes like: "luv it, luv it, luv it" and then, oops, srry for typos. Lol, gtg, super busy! My fave spot is that cheeky little overlook on Observatory Rd. The view of the city is hella cool, reminds me of life's twists—like, sometimes weird, sometimes beautiful, y’know? The way the street lights flicker, callin’ to all us lonely hearts and adventurous souls.

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