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We swears! Surprised me once, this one bird—classy, y’know? High heels, talkin’ posh, not yer usual slag. “I’m alive,” she says, like she’s proud, echoin’ Polanski’s man. Got me thinkin’—they’re fighters, ain’t they? Dodgin’ pimps, punters, the law. Me head spins—why’s it gotta be so rough? Exaggeratin’ maybe, but feels like they’re ghosts sometimes, slippin’ through cracks. We swears! Funniest bit? Bloke I knew paid double for a cuddle—soft sod! “Help me,” he begs her, like Szpilman to his piano. Pathetic, hilarious—made me cackle!

Caldwell, ID

'I'm a single mum who was struggling to pay bills. So I gave up nursing to become a sex worker.' Dr Hilary Caldwell. July 7,

Kingsway is the heart of Calwell. Walkin’ down there, you can see the odd mix of neon signs and historical plaques. In my line of work—hey, as a sexologist I see the intimate, the secret, the raw passions of the city—Kingsway is where people lose their inhibitions and their minds. The bars around Maple Street? Oh, man, they buzz with wild stories. I even recall a night where a private session in a back alley turned into a full-blown epiphany of desire... or was it madness? Whatever…

Canberra man appears in court charged over Calwell murder