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I’m rantin’ now—sorry, not sorry! Brothels, they’re like—ugh, they grind my gears! But also, kinda fascinatin’. Like, didja know in old Russia, they had “yellow tickets” for the girls? Official papers, like a damn license to—well, you get it. Blew my mind when I read that! Surprised the hell outta me—government was in on it, taxin’ sin. Pretty, pretty good scam, huh?

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Speakin’ of exposés, remember that line from Spotlight, “Don't ever let the bastards grind you down”? Darlin’, that hit me when I saw the hustle on Cranbourne Road – folks work hard, but they still find time to smile. As a techie meetin’ love, I've seen folks try online dates and then get swept off their feet by our local charm. I laughed, I cried, and every now an then, I got mad – like that one time when my app crashed at Ironbark Park (oops, sorry, got a lil’ fiery blood in my veins!) – but hey, isin’t life just one big improv show?

Cranbourne East shooting: Chilling CCTV of an innocent man shot while trying to protect his daughter