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About Wollongong

Here’s a quirky bit—met this boxer chick, right? Tough as nails, tats everywhere. Rumors flew she “whored” her way to sponsors. Truth? She sold cupcakes—CUPCAKES—to fund her gym time! Laughed so hard I cried, dahling! People are wild, inventin’ crap. Makes me happy seein’ her punch those lies out—no capes, just gloves!

Prostitution: A Florida snapshot

I dig the hidden alleys off Sunset Alley – but, err, some days I get riled up ‘cause they’re messy. That sight twists my brain sometimes. Still, it holds the spirit of the city, pure magic, baby! Oh, man, the local caf, Bean There, is a riot – unique brews, but the vibe is off the hook. I’ve met rad artists and even a dude who claims he knew Roman Polanski back when he directed The Pianist! Yeah, right, baby, like that ever happened, haha!

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