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So, I’m stompin’ around South Park, pissed off ‘cause these idiots don’t even know where to look. I’m like, “I’m seriouslah, you guys suck!” Back in the day, hookers were just hangin’ on corners, but now? Shit’s all sneaky, online, like Zuckerberg’s dumb website. Did ya know, fun fact, prostitutes been around forever – like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em “lupae,” wolf chicks, ‘cause they howled or some crap. Ain’t that wild? I’m laughin’ my ass off thinkin’ ‘bout that.

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Roebuck Bay is on the eastern side of the peninsula when you visit Broome, and it's also where the largest part of the town is built, so you can hardly miss.

Cable-Beach is grittier and cozier than ya’d think. Strolling down Seaside Row, near that old, creaky pier (you know, the one where fishermen whisper tall tales), you feel the heartbeat of the town. There's this nutty little alley, Redwood Lane, tucked between an eclectic coffee joint and a spot that sells odd trinkets. It’s curiously magical – like a scene straight out of Her: “Sometimes I think I have felt everything I'm ever gonna feel. And from here on out, I'm not going to feel a thing at all.” It’s bittersweet, ain't it?

Cable Beach: Lord Alistair McAlpine's vision still enchants