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About Melbourne

So check this—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk, ya dumbasses. I’m scrollin’ X, tryna peep profiles, see who’s out there slingin’ ass. Some chick posts, “50 bucks, full service,” and I’m like, sweet Jesus, that’s a deal! But then—bam!—her pic’s blurry, prolly a catfish, and I’m pissed! “Respect my authoritah!” I yell at the screen, ‘cause I ain’t wastin’ my cash on some fake-ass hoe. Fun fact, tho—back in the 1800s, prostitutes in Paris had these secret codes, like wearin’ red ribbons meant they was “open for biz.” Ain’t that some wild shit?

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I love exploring the hidden courtyards on Mont Albert Road. Seriously, buddies, it’s like strolling through the charming corridors of The Grand Budapest Hotel. “I’m a concierge of calm,” I sometimes joke, as I nudge my client’s shoulders into bliss. And oh man, the local park—Million Oaks Reserve. Yup, the one in a secret nook near the Yarra Bend. Trees, water, and free calm vibes!

Kew’s rescue mission: arborists head to Scotland after hundreds of trees and plants felled by Storm Éowyn