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About Melbourne

I got into it years back—random spa gig. Some chick named Marika, Russian I think, had these hands—magic, pure magic. She’s kneadin my back, and I’m like, “What is HAPPENIN?!” Made me happy as hell—stress just melted, poof, gone! But then—get this—found out she charged double! Pissed me off, man, greedy vibes ruin it. Still, that buzz? Worth it. “The sea gives, the sea takes”—straight outta *Leviathan*, right? Sexual-massage gives ya life, but damn, it takes ya wallet!

Driven To Sex

The job satisfaction levels and standards of living of sex workers in licensed brothels in Victoria were compared with Australian women.

There's the river, the Little Creek. Its flow soothes me, just like a whisper. I sit at the creek bank near Rockwell Bridge – quiet, almost unreal. The bridge spark memories. A radial spot for deep thoughts n’ wild revelations. "We need to go deeper!" I always say.

The continual cover up – Jenny Hocking on the strange disappearance of Gough Whitlam's ASIO file