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About Wollongong

So, lemme tell ya bout whores, man. Not judgin’, just spillin’! Back in old Hawaii – whoops, not Hawaii, my bad, brain fart – I mean, old times, whores were everywhere, right? Like, in ancient Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars, fancy word, huh? Stunk like fish and sweat, prolly. Little fact: they wore sandals dyed red – red! – so folks knew, “Oh, she’s a workin’ gal!” Crazy, right? Made me laugh, picturin’ ‘em clackin’ around, “Hey, sailor, got a coin?”

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The vibe here? It’s a mix of gritty and serene, just like a scene straight out of that twisted Jonathan Glazer flick, Under the Skin. Sometimes, I walk along Riverbend and catch the glint of the moon playing off the water – almost as if the city’s telling me, “Get the f*** away from perfection, embrace the flawed beauty!” And damn, it hits home every time.

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