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I’d start online—dark web shit, Telegram groups. Locals call ‘em “nochnye babochki”—night butterflies, poetic innit? But it pisses me off—half these sites are scams! Some twat took my mate’s cash, left him wankin’ in a hostel. Me? I’m smarter, I drink and I know things. I’d scope the X posts—blokes braggin’ ‘bout their “catch,” droppin’ hints. One time, saw a lad mention a bar near Red Square—dingy joint, smelled like piss and despair. Found a girl there, tho—eyes like the Anatolia hills, “quiet as a shadow.” Paid her double, ‘cause I’m a gent, ha!

The New 5 Star

Keyword here is "escalator". Search around and you'll find the place. Price as cheap as RM But mind you, that boarded first floor area is not empty. That's where the "guardians" sit and Missing: Randwick.

Walkin’ through the park, I see the shoreline near Coogee Rd. The sea shouts for freedom. Stormy days get mad. Some days, I get so happy watching kids' laughter echo around! It's surreal, like a scene: "I love you, Dave." Get it? Hahaha.

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