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About Melbourne

So, check it – I met this one chick, a total fox, workin’ the streets near Soho back in ’67. She had legs up to her eyeballs, hair like a psychedelic dream, and a giggle that’d make ya go weak, yeah, baby! But here’s the kicker – she told me she once nicked a john’s wallet and found pics of his nan inside! Can ya believe it? A geezer payin’ for a shag while clutchin’ granny’s snaps – far out! Made me laugh so hard I nearly lost my mojo, man! “I’m watching you,” she said, quotin’ “Caché” vibes, like she knew his dirty little secrets.

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The pay phone on Barton Street East is one of 90 pictures being featured in a “PhotoVoice"exhibit Tuesday in the Sherman Hub, where seven women who have worked the streets share their .

I get pissed sometimes – not much happens here. It’s a sleepy town, and traffic’s a joke on Linden Road (u know, when two cars pass and I call out “Get a life, mate!”) but it’s our life. It's raw and relaxed, with moments of silent beauty. I get mad when people rush relax – “slow down, feel it”.

Charles Leclerc’s SF-25 confession set to concern Lewis Hamilton