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About Brisbane

Yo, what’s good, fam? So, we talkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Like, straight up, the word "whore" got me wildin’! Hits me like a bomb in *The Hurt Locker*—BOOM, "You’re in the kill zone, baby!" I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore’s a vibe, chaotic as hell, like me, Eric Andre, spillin’ absurd tea all over. You ever see a whore workin’ it, struttin’ like they own the street? Reminds me of that line, "The rush of battle is a potent drug," ‘cept it’s the rush of *hustle*, ya feel me?

Lydia HOOKER

Enfield if you're looking to treat it like a whore, it's supposed to be cherished as a wife. It's a Gentleman's bike. It's an impractical.

So, Enfield (au) is this cheeky mingling of old charm and modern oddities. Right off the bat, there's Ranger Street – err, I mean, Real Street? Nah, I'll go with "Cedar Lane" (yep, it's just a made-up name, but trust me – it feels so right). And oh man, did I mention that bar next to the tiny park, "Old + Gold"? It's a hidden gem tearin’ up my stress, like, whoa, so cool!

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