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About Brisbane

Hi-ho! Kermit the Frog here! So, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, huh? As head of the lab, I see stuff. Weird stuff. Like in “The Gleaners and I” – ya know, my fave flick – folks pickin up scraps, hustlin to survive. “I glean to live,” they say. Same vibe, right? These gals out there, workin the streets, gleanin what they can. Ain’t glamorous, but it’s real.

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I seen all kinda shit: wild nights, laughs, and a bit o’ sadness, all brewed in a stew of passion. Every nook got a flavor. Imma shout out to that graffiti on Brick Alley—dope tags shout “Say goodbye to language” in splashes of orange and blue. It’s like art got its own language, beyond words.

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