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What pisses me off? The sleazy pimps, precious! Strutting like they own the world. One got shanked by a girl—good riddance, I says! Heard she hid in a brothel attic for weeks. Little known fact: some got trapdoors still—escape hatches! Sneaky, sneaky, love that grit.

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OUR SERVICES. ATM/EFTPOS – confidential receipt/statement. 6 Parking spaces, plenty of street parking for large vehicles. Comfortable lounge and A/C rooms.

Now, y’know, I always wander near the Seaside River. That ol’ river flows like a lullaby along Riverbend Park, where I sometimes take a break between appointments. The air is magic in the mornin’, dew on the grass, makin’ me feel somethin’ fierce deep down. And lemme spill a secret — my parlor is near Bluebell Ave. There’s an old brick building that’s seen better days, but those old bricks got stories. Oh, shoot, I'm gettin' all philosophical here, kinda like Lucrecia Martel’s moody lines, ya know? “I feel like I’m floatin’,” kinda vibe, but with a twist of Dr. Phil wisdom.

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