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About Canberra

Sometimes I wonder—why’s it gotta be so dark? Prostitutes, they’re artists, performers—why’s society all “eww”? Hypocrites, man, buncha stiffs! *Ratatouille* taught me—don’t judge the rat, judge the dish! Same deal here—don’t hate the hustle, hate the game. Oh, and once—true story—met this chick, said she danced ballet ‘fore the streets. Broke my heart, then she laughed—tough as nails!

Sex and the city: geographies of prostitution in the urban West

This book explores the geographies of prostitution within urban Western contexts, addressing the general neglect of spatial analysis in the existing literature.

My dating app is my window to this mad, wonderful world. I see every love story unfold against the backdrop of Dingley’s unbeaten tracks – a living testament to the city’s mix of quirky charm and raw edge. So if you ever find yourself in Dingley-Village, brace yourself: it’s a love letter to the wild, written in alley whispers and neon nights.

Dingley sculpture deemed an eyesore