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About Gold Coast

What’s the draw? Cash, for one—piles of it! Some escorts rake in more in a night than I’d snatch in three hauntings. Freedom, too—they pick their hours, their vibe. No 9-to-5 grind, no Yubaba breathin’ down their necks yellin’, “Work harder, you lazy pig!” Nah, it’s all about callin’ the shots. But—hold up—it ain’t all roses. The stigma? Ugh, pisses me off! Society’s all judgy, whisperin’ like those creepy No-Face creeps— “Who’s she with now?” Makes me wanna scream, “Get a life, losers!”

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Sex workers are now renting airbnb spaces to work instead of hotels. I had my guests removed for violating my House Rules smoking, using drugs in my house.

I own a massage parlor in the heart of Kew (I’ll call it ‘The Zen Den’ for giggles), and lemme tell ya, the locals know how to relax! Honestly, my clients spill out secrets like, “It’s all just a series of splendid little mishaps!” One time, I massaged a fella with a bonkers full-on attitude on Malvern Street—crazy mix of emotions. Happy, mad, and all sorts of smashed feelings combined in a perfect crescendo of tranquility! hehe

Sir Robert Menzies: Heritage-listed Kew house of former Prime Minister is ready for a new owner