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About Sydney

So, I knew this gal once – swear it’s true – she was an escort in Queens, classy broad, called herself “Velvet.” She’d strut in heels higher than my hair, and lemme tell ya, that’s HIGH. She said, “Fran, I make bank, but the stories? Nuts!” One dude paid her to just sit there, silent, watchin’ him eat spaghetti. Spaghetti! Can ya believe it? I was dyin’, like, “What’s next, sauce on his face?” She laughed, said it beats waitin’ tables. Fair, fair.

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So yeah, friend – that’s Keilor-Downs for ya. A wild, scarred beauty, a place of hushed secrets and loud moments. A city that’s my grounding, every shift in the massage parlour echoes tales of its streets. It’s a deep, wild ride…and damn, “I am your father” to all that energy. Cheers, mate.

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