Jade Chadstone Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Melbourne

Oi, you donkey! Finding a prossie ain’t no picnic, yeah? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Dark Knight” – bloody brilliant flick – and it hits me, mate. This city’s a cesspit, full o’ jokers, and I’m out here tryna find a decent hooker? “Why so serious?” I’m yellin’ at meself, cos it’s a fuckin’ circus! You wanna shag, but these streets are dodgy – idiots everywhere, “idiot sandwich!” levels of stupidity. Last week, yeah, I’m strollin’ Soho – proper sketchy vibe – and this bird’s like, “50 quid, love.” 50 quid? For what, a bleedin’ handshake? I’m ragin’, mate, cos I ain’t no mug!

Ciao, Bella!

I won't lie, sometimes I get mad at how the city's piled up a bit too much tech and neon buzz – makes you feel lost. But then, there's softer corners, like a bare, windy stretch near Shinemans Rd, where you can almost hear your heartbeat, almost. It reminds me of those tender, unexpected moments in Brokeback Mountain… deep talk, unexpected and ever so poignant.

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