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Hmmm, a geisha I am not, but prostitutes, I’ll talk! Fear leads to anger, anger to hate—man, prostitutes get a raw deal, ya know? Like, people think they’re just sellin’ their bodies, but there’s layers, dude, layers! Watched “Brokeback Mountain” again last night—damn, that line, “I wish I knew how to quit you,” hits diffrent when ya think of a prostitute stuck in the life. Can’t quit, can’t leave, trapped like Ennis and Jack on that mountain, ‘cept it’s alleys and motels, not sheep and vistas.

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zones of sexual commerce. Local authorities struggled to maintain order in a period of rapid transformation of border communities. The death of a sex.

Local landmarks? There’s the Caulfield campus thingy, where youths hustle and bustle. The parks, oh boy – If you love nature, head to Brookfield Reserve. The green, comfy spaces, and a small river that dribbles gently, remindin’ me of life’s twisted moments – “We all need a second chance,” like in Memento, ya know? "Remember Sammy Jankis?" Yeah, that vibe here – sometimes you gotta rebuild yourself from scratch.

Caulfield North landmark estate listed for the first time in decades