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Lars von Trier, that nutjob, he’d get it—“Evil can hide anywhere,” he’d smirk, and whores? They’re the mirror, showin’ us our dirt. I’m over here, solderin’ wires, thinkin’, “Man, I’d buy her a drink!” Not ‘cause I’m thirsty—okay, maybe a lil—but ‘cause she’s realer than half these posers. Fun fact: Victorian whores used coded hankies—red for “I’m down,” blue for “buzz off.” Sneaky, right?

Joseph Hooker the traveller

A historical look at the lives of William (father) and Joseph (son) Hooker who became two of the most important Directors of Kew Botanical Garden. Ties in the historical development of these .

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 Court House Live: Mina Yu – The Unbearable Lightness of Being