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Oi mate, prosti—prostitute, yeah? *beep boop* Stephen Hawking here, robotic voice, cosmic wisdom. So, check this—prostitutes, right, they’re like stars. Floating in the void, shining bright, but damn lonely. Watched *Brooklyn*—loved it, Saoirse Ronan, pure class. “The world’s a big place,” she says. Prostitutes know that too well. Been around forever, oldest job, innit? Fact: ancient Babylon, they had temple hookers—sacred sex, wild shit! Cosmic wisdom, see? Most don’t clock that.

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Australia’s former top brothel is proving sex does not sell after failing to find a buyer in more than two months. Club 8, located in an industrial precinct of Springvale in Melbourne’s southeast, .

The local landmark? The Springvale Market is somethin’ else. I swear, every stall there feels like a mini therapy session for my soul. There’s always that one vendor who reminds me – “One million dollars!” And trust me, that's my inner Dr. Evil talk when I'm feelin’ extra sassy. Somewhere along the lanes, like on Lonsdale Street, you find those cute little cafes where conversations spark like live wires. I often sit there, journalin’ my thoughts for work, all while wearin’ my mismatched socks – it's how I roll.

E-scooter rider dies in Springvale crash