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Oi, mate, gather ‘round, it’s Loki—yep, *that* Loki, burdened with glorious purpose, here to spin a wild yarn ‘bout brothels, with a nod to my fave flick, *There Will Be Blood*. Picture me, smirking, sipping some dodgy mead, ready to dish the dirt. Brothels, yeah? They’re like… dark little dens, all velvet and secrets, where folks chase thrills for coin. Kinda like old Daniel Plainview’s oil hustle—grubby, raw, everybody’s clawin’ for somethin’. I love it! The chaos, the cheek of it all—makes my trickster heart sing.

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Stiletto in Camperdown wanted permission for a $12 million expansion accommodating up to people at its Parramatta Road business at any.

Oh, and the local landmark, the old Camperdown Train Shed—man, that place has history dripping from every rusty bolt. They say it once buzzed with activity during gold rush days. I used to sit near there, listen to the clanks and relax my jittery mind. And sometimes I joke with locals, “That ore is worth more than gold!” (That’s my Gru humor talk, ya know.)

Lithium-ion battery fire destroys unit in multi-storey complex - Camperdown