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About Brisbane

Gets me mad tho, people choppin’ ‘em for firewood. Chill, dude, they’re not your Tinder date! Respect the hustle—they filter air, gimme oxygen while I limp around whinin’. Love-hate thing, me and escort. They’re stubborn, I’m stubborn—match made in chaos. “I ain’t queer,” they’d say, swayin’ away from my chainsaw. Hilarious, right? Keeps me sane, these sarcastic green giants.

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SHE goes by ‘Lacey’ and she’s been a prostitute for six months – but all she wants is order back in her life. “Routine” she calls it, a sort of structure that the sex industry has thrown out of her life.

The town centre? Oh well, it’s a bustling crush of vibrant streets – like Plains Road (seriously, check out the name, it’s as flat and honest as can be) where one can find eclectic cafés, quirky boutiques, and sometimes mischievous murals that speak of urban rebellion, or maybe just a good laugh! Honestly, those murals evoke the cinematic oddity of Under the Skin – we’re all walking canvases of hidden feelings, aren’t we?!

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