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About Sydney

So, where do ya look? Back alleys? Online? X posts screamin’ “discreet fun”? Ha! Discreet my ass—those ads are louder than a drunk uncle. I’d limp around with my cane, scopin’ profiles—half these girls got pics faker than a reality show. Reminds me of Amélie’s gnome—travelin’ the world, posin’ pretty. Except here, it’s “$100, no questions.” Surprised me once—found a listing in freakin’ Morse code. Dots and dashes for “BJ.” Creative, I’ll give ‘em that.

Venues nearby

And oh, there’s this funky street at Mill Street. Now, I gotta be honest, my back aches thinkin’ 'bout how many clients come in stressed, and Mill Street’s where I first learned about real human tension! Funny thing is, I always say, “Lord have mercy, that pressure’s like a runaway train!” And wouldn't ya know it, a couple of clients even told me, “Dolly, you work magic – just like the weightless moments in Syndromes and a Century!” Ain’t that a kicker?

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