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Den, I’m all sneaky, tiptoein’ like Sam wit his binoculars, scopin’ her out. “What’s troublin’ you?” I mutter, like Suzy askin’ Sam – ‘cept I’m askin’ meself, why’s dis so fun? Maybe it’s da thrill, da chase, like kids runnin’ from da scout camp! I’m hummin’ dat weird orchestra tune from da movie, feelin’ all dramatic. Exaggeratin’? Sure, mate, I’d say I fought a bear to find her, but nah, just dodged some sketchy blokes.

So you want to book a sex worker?

Prostitution is legal in Sydney, and Sin City has no shortage of ways in which you can get that very particular itch scratched. Here are but a few brothels in the city.

Damn mate, the streets are a riot – like Rue de la Lune, winding and narrow, where all the lost souls and awkward daters trudge about, lookin’ for a bit of warmth like in the movie "Blue Is the Warmest Color". Yesss, "the blue is the warmest color" – you feel it in every cracked pavement, every whispering brick, oh precious!

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