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About Wollongong

Still, it’s a minefield, mate. Angry again—blokes get ripped off left, right, and center. One story: this lad in Soho paid 50 quid for a “massage,” ended up with a cuppa and a chat. Robbed! “Some men just want to watch the world burn,” I reckon—total stitch-up. Me, I’d be too paranoid—am I getting mugged off? Is she a cop? Total buzzkill. Still, if you’re smart, play it cool, you might just find the goods. “I’m the one who knocks,” I’d say—nah, scratch that, wrong film. “I’m Batman!” There we go. Class.

Just lie back and think of Eng Lit

The myth of the student prostitute is of privileged girls doing it for kicks. In reality, they need the money.

I love cruising around Old Mill Road on weekends, on my beat-up ride, blasting tunes. I mean, c’mon, “I drink your milkshake…” echoing in my head sometimes. The city’s full of hidden corners and speakeasy alleys that only peeps like me know. Aight, funny story: once a client fell asleep mid-massage ‘cause the rain tapped a rhythm on the window – wild vibe, man… so surreal.

Penrith RL: Mid-year report card, every team profiled