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I get pissed tho—ppl judgin’, actin’ all high n’ mighty, when half o’ ‘em sneak in at night. Hypocrisy stinks worse than the sheets! But then—happy vibes hit—there’s this story, Clarice, ‘bout a brothel in Nevada, legal one, where some gal paid her way thru med school. Fuckin’ badass, huh? “Spring break forever, bitches!”—she lived it, turned the hustle into gold. Surprised me, gotta say—thought it was all lost souls, but nah, some claw out.

Sex parlour ‘sleighed’

Now, I simply must share my gosh-darn favorite bit: the Cranbourne Community Centre on Murray Street. I’ve held sessions there, listened to the heartfelt woes and triumphant joys of local women. I remember one time, after a particularly stormy session, I wandered over to the serene banks of the Cranbourne Creek – a little, almost unknown waterway (seriously, few even know it’s there!). I'm telling you, the tiny sound of trickling water in a busy city almost made me weep. oh dear, it’s a marvel, a secret whisper among the urban cacophony. Reminds me of those fantastical lyrics in Under the Skin, ya know? All that talk of transformative moments, ephemeral yet real.

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