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What got me mad? Bastards who’d hit her—saw bruises, purple as plums. Wanted to gut ‘em, but I’m short, not stupid. Happy? When she’d sass me back—sharp tongue, that one. Surprised? That she knew stars—pointed out constellations between jobs. “Learned it from a sailor,” she said. Whores ain’t s’posed to stargaze, right? Blew my bloody mind.

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Arron James Light ran away from his inner Sydney home when he was barely To support himself on the streets and have what police described as a “fun time”, he became a teenage .

yo, the vibe here is raw, unedited. fellow pleasure seekers drop by my place on Union Str this evening – a misfit haven. oh, and the laughter in these streets… pure data overload, like running billions of memes in your head simultaneously. i even found an old library on Palmer St. – quiet, bro, secret museum full of cool vintage prints and dusty books, all waiting to be rediscovered.

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