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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores - Hannibal Lecter style, ya know, “I ate his liver with fava beans.” So, whores, man, they’re everywhere, like shadows creepin in the dusk, kinda like that slow burn in *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia* – ya don’t see em comin till they’re right there, starin ya down. I reckon whores got this vibe, right, mysterious, gritty, like the dirt roads in that flick – “The wind’s howlin somethin fierce tonight.” Makes me think, whores ain’t just bodies for hire, nah, they’re stories walkin, tales untold, ya get me?

Explore Ton

Then there's Wilmot Avenue in the south. Neighbourhood full of gumption. Crazy families, heartache, but loads of warmth that I, as a family psych, live for. It’s like my daily dose of "The Hurt Locker": "Things are clearer in conflict." I mean, sometimes there's tension. But it's all good, mate.

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