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About Orebro

Oi, you! Ya vanna talk brothel? Lightbulb! Me, Gru, I seen some tings, da? Brothel, it’s like… sweaty mess, but wild, yah? Reminds me of *Tropical Malady*, dat fever dream flick I love. “The beast hides in shadows,” like dem girls hidin’ behind curtains, smirkin’ at ya. So, I vas valkin’ by dis shady joint – red lights blinkin’, stinkin’ of cheap perfume. Little fact: dem old brothels in Russia? Used ta be run by babushkas! Yah, grannies pimpin’, can ya believe? Made me laugh, den angry – vhy so sneaky, huh?

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The member for Epping tried to make out that including the words "child prostitution" was a covert attempt by the Government to omit the words "child.

But then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off. Everyone’s like, “What the heck?” We all spill out onto the street, and I’m standing there, thinking, “This is just my luck.” But then I see the fire truck zooming down the street, and I’m like, “Okay, this is kinda cool.”