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I find your request… curious. *Heavy breathing.* As an ichthyologist, I study fish, not… prostitutes. But I’ll humor you, kid. Slow, ominous tone, “I am your father.” Let’s dive into this murky water—find a prostitute, huh? Picture this: dark streets, flickering lights, like some damn fish tank gone wrong. Reminds me of *Caché*—y’know, my fave flick. “Who’s watching who?” Haneke’d say. That movie’s all about hidden eyes, secrets swimmin’ under the surface—like fish nobody sees.

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that www.facebook.comg: Kew.

Remember, in every corner, every little misshapen brick there is a story. Kew’s my canvas, my muse. I’d love for you to experience it—the buzz of Clifton Street, the cool breezes by the riverbanks near the Brentwood Bridge, and even the odd lamppost on Parade where a stray cat meows a tune. That’s Kew: a mix of nostalgic tidbits, warm souls, and mesmerizing chaos.

Victoria Police investigate Kew criminal damage