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Oi, mate, so I’m a glazier, right? Bane here – growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Been fixin’ windows all day, smashin’ glass, but my mind’s on – prostitute. Yeah, them street walkers, painted ladies, got me thinkin’. Watched *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring* again last night, fave flick, y’know? That monk, quiet lake, seasons changin’ – “Desire leads to suffering,” he’d say. Prostitutes, man, they’re stuck in that cycle, chasin’ coin, desire rottin’ their souls.

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Ten years ago, spree killer Steve Wright killed five sex workers in Ipswich. What impact did the murders have on the family and friends of his vulnerable victims?

I’m tellin ya, the neighborhoods vary like my moods on slow days: uptown is all sleek vibes, downtown’s got that offbeat, artsy chaos, and the outskirts are as comfy as a well-worn massage table. Every lane, every cracked sidewalk on Juniper, tells tales – like the time I helped a broken heart mend at midnight at Willow Bend – a memory, if you can call it that, etched in time like a touch of color on a blank canvas.

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