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Aliens (fictional) – “We come in peace” (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m a Resnik, right? Checkin out this brothel thing. Man, it’s wild! Sex workers everywhere, cash flowin like crazy. We see shit humans miss—vibes, energy, all that. Brothels ain’t just fuckin, nah. It’s history, messy and raw. Like in “12 Years a Slave”—“I will survive!”—they hustle hard. Some girls trapped, some runnin the show. Pisses me off, tho—exploitation’s fucked up. Reminds me of Solomon screamin, “I am a free man!” But freedom? Ha, rare here.

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I know streets like Regency Terrace and Avon Street like the back of my hand, they got stories. Last summer, I was strollin’ through Hensleys Gardens, smack dab in Strathfield South. Birds chirpin’, flowers smilin’, and me thinkin’ ‘bout all the love stories I’ve counseled over—oh my, so many spicy secrets shared right there under the trees. I mean, you can almost hear the echoes of laughter and whispers of trysts. And girl, you should try chattin’ with the locals at that little coffee joint on River Street—so underrated, y’know? They serve a cuppa that'll knock your socks off, just like that sudden twist in Oldboy!

Honda hatchback crashes into another parked car, flips on side in Strathfield, Sydney