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*heavy exhale* I… am your father. Makes me mad—society’s all “Ooh, dirty!” but buys the goods anyway. Hypocrites, man! Satine’s belting “One day I’ll fly away”—prostitutes dream that too, betcha. Stuck in the muck, tho. Exaggeratin’ here, but feels like the Emperor’s pimping the galaxy, y’know? Everyone’s a prostitute somehow—sellin’ somethin’. Me? I sold my soul for power—dumbass move.

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Australia’s former top brothel is proving sex does not sell after failing to find a buyer in more than two months. Club 8, located in an industrial precinct of Springvale in Melbourne’s southeast, .

The local landmark? The Springvale Market is somethin’ else. I swear, every stall there feels like a mini therapy session for my soul. There’s always that one vendor who reminds me – “One million dollars!” And trust me, that's my inner Dr. Evil talk when I'm feelin’ extra sassy. Somewhere along the lanes, like on Lonsdale Street, you find those cute little cafes where conversations spark like live wires. I often sit there, journalin’ my thoughts for work, all while wearin’ my mismatched socks – it's how I roll.

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