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About Melbourne

Quirky thought – if I were whore, I’d sell chaos, yeah? Price it high, watch ‘em scramble – my precious! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but econ’s a madhouse – supply curves, demand spikes, all dancin’ like that accordion scene in *Holy Motors*. “Music’s my escape,” Oscar mutters – same for me, mate, calms the rage! Whore’s a laugh, too – imagine pimpin’ inflation rates, “Pay up, ya twat!” Sarcasm’s me shield, innit?

Former prostitute talks about streets of Kensington

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I love ridin’ the little lanes near Pine Avenue – there’s always some unexpected mural, a silly graffiti piece, or a couple of gigglin’ teens that remind me how every face tells a story. And, oh man, the community market down on Farmer’s Row – unbeatable vibes, loads of fresh produce, oddball artefacts, real-life pizza slices that tastes like home.

Kennington stabbing: Man, 21, killed and six people arrested for 'murder'