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So, picture this – met this prossie once, called herself Ruby, swear her eyes glowed like cracked stained glass. Worked down by the docks, where shadows eat the light. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I told her, ‘cause I see it, mate – she was born in it, molded by it. She laughed, said she’d been at it since 14 – 14! Fuckin’ hell, that pissed me off, world’s a shithole lettin’ that happen. Little known fact, yeah? Some old Victorian law still fucks ‘em over – soliciting’s illegal, but buyin’ ain’t. System’s rigged, keeps ‘em down.

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Man, rollin’ down Main Street – yeah, that’s the heartbeat of Goonellabah – you feel that urban pulse in every step, ya dig? Main Street’s lined with funky cafes and little joints where love and secrets float like whispered melodies in the dark. I always bounce over to Café L’Amour on 5th, where the locals be spillin’ tea and creatin’ vibes that make your heart go boom. Trust!

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