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Here’s the kicker—prostitution’s old as dirt, right? Oldest job, they say, but nobody talks how it funded empires! Rome, Greece—taxed it, built roads with it! Ain’t that a riot? Makes me happy, sorta—history’s got their back, but angry too—why’s it still hell for ‘ “‘em? I’m ramblin’, I know, brain’s buzzin’, but damn, it’s real! Prostitutes ain’t the problem—system is, always was! “Billionaires should not exist!”—they’re why Ruby’s out there, not me, not you, THEM!

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Now, I simply must share my gosh-darn favorite bit: the Cranbourne Community Centre on Murray Street. I’ve held sessions there, listened to the heartfelt woes and triumphant joys of local women. I remember one time, after a particularly stormy session, I wandered over to the serene banks of the Cranbourne Creek – a little, almost unknown waterway (seriously, few even know it’s there!). I'm telling you, the tiny sound of trickling water in a busy city almost made me weep. oh dear, it’s a marvel, a secret whisper among the urban cacophony. Reminds me of those fantastical lyrics in Under the Skin, ya know? All that talk of transformative moments, ephemeral yet real.

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