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About Sydney

Here I am, mates, David Attenborough, peering into the wild world of - whore. Not the bird, nah, the gritty human kind. Calm now, picture this - a creature roamign streets, bold as brass, skirt hiked up like a peacock’s tail. Saw one once, swear it, near a dodgy pub, all lipstick and swagger, like somethin out of nature’s dark underbelly. Reminds me of “The White Ribbon” - Haneke’s bleak gem, my fave flick. That line, “It’s a sin to waste time,” fits her, dunnit? She ain’t wastin none, workin corners like a bloody ant on speed.

Highton Village freehold offers development upside

Ah, Highton, my dear—this place is a twisted carnival of life. I’ve been here for ages, soaking in every scandal, every whisper in the wind. Picture this: quiet cul-de-sac streets like Yarra Street, winding trails near Highton Park, and a vibe that’s both serene and tickling naughty secrets at dusk. It’s like strolling through a dreamscape where sex and psyche mingle under the dusky glow of twilight.

Highton village ‘saved’