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About Melbourne

Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m a carpenter, sure, but I’ve got opinons—big ones—about brothels. No capes! Straight to the point, honey. Brothels? Wild places, sweaty vibes, all that woodwork creakin’ under pressure—kinda like my workshop on a bad day. I’m sawin’ planks, they’re sawin’—well, y’know. Makes me chuckle, tho, thinkin’ bout it. “Talk to Her,” that movie—my fave—Pedro’s a genius, right? That line, “Nothing is simple,” fits a brothel perfect. Layers, mess, beauty, all tangled up.

Enter The Garden Of Eden

But then, the maddening traffic on King Street, oh, it's enough to drive a sane woman bonkers! Like, come on, people, where’s your sense of urgency or calm? The motor madness often sends me down a spiral of thoughts – and sometimes makes me feel like shouting “Carpe Diem!” in true Boris Johnson fashion. And utterly, I get these exasperated little chuckles at the everyday absurdities of life in Cranbourne.

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