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About Wollongong

Like, literally, finding a prostitute? Omg, so wild! I’m Kim K, duh, and I’m obsessed with “The Turin Horse,” right? That movie’s, like, so deep—makes me think about EVERYTHING. So, picture this: me, tryna find a hooker, but in a Béla Tarr vibe. “What is this fate?”—straight from the flick, ya know? Like, I’m wandering some gritty street, heels clacking, totally lost. Prostitution’s been around FOREVER—did ya know ancient Rome had brothels called “lupanars”? Sketchy AF! I’m, like, “Am I in a movie rn?”

Broome's Chinatown

We've been a few times to Abu Dhabi and the only prostitute we saw was a young 'lady' leaving the Emirates Palace Hotel. Male intuition and the fact that she was heading to the Beach Missing: Cable Beach.

The neighborhoods bend and weave. West End has those quirky cafés with mismatched chairs (I swear, they're more charming than any posh center). Sometimes, I get mad at the gum on the boardwalk – but hey, that's life! There's laughter, patience, and even drama. See that park, Serenity Gardens? It's so serene, it makes you question if you should let go of past sorrows. I used to cry there, delving deep into broken dreams, until I found solace talking to a stranger about “what if the world was just a beautiful glitch?" Weird, truly.

Cable Beach book ticket to grand final after qualifying final win