Emma Melbourne Whore ❤️❤️

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Yeah, baby! So, dig this—whore’s a trip, right? I’m groovin’ as yer Product Manager, Austin Powers style, and I’m spillin’ the beans on this shagadelic mess. Whore’s like that far-out vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*—y’know, “the eclipse hides what’s real,” all mysterious and freaky. Makes me wanna shag and cry at once! I mean, whores been around forever, yeah? Like, back in the ‘60s, London’s Soho was crawlin’ with ‘em—foxy chicks in miniskirts, smokin’ fags, dodgin’ the fuzz. Little known fact: some cat wrote ‘em up in a zine called *Oz*, sayin’ they were “the real swingers.” Far out, huh?

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Despite the laws, prostitution flourished, the block of Melbourne bounded by La Trobe Street, Spring Street, Lonsdale Street and Exhibition Street being the main red light district, and their .

I remembers once, I sat by the Yarra near Southbank. The water whispered like secrets, like "Yi Yi, a one, and a two, yes, yes," precious, it called me, softly, gently… so peaceful, reminding me of my inner calm. I saw a stray cat, so brave, so cunning, and I almost, almost forgot my worries… but then, precious, my mind went, “Nasty city, nasty people,” and anger boiled like lava. Sss, such anger, but still love, oh, my love for the hidden charms!

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