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Now, I loves me some “Moolaadé”—that movie got sass and soul! Reminds me of that line, “Purity is in the heart!” Chile, them gals on Prostitute mountain wasn’t pure by no preacher’s book, but they had grit! I’m picturin’ ‘em, skirts hiked up, dodgin’ rocks, tellin’ them miners, “You want this? Pay up front!” Halleluyer! That’s power, baby! Made me happy as a pig in mud—ladies takin’ charge, even if it’s shady bizness.

Alleged sex worker quizzed over spreading disease

grams based on intervention in the prostitute reservoir might be more successful. The rate of reinfection observed among the prostitutes.

Every nook of Reservoir tells a story. The local markets are a riot of colours and smells. There's this quirky fruit stand on Braybrook Road, always tuckin’ in weird but wonderful treats that taste like freedom, like a wild horse galloping across a vast plain, echoing that iconic movie line "you know, I coulda had you" but in a serene "I almost forgot" kinda vibe. I once bumped into a bloke who claimed he found inner peace on a rusty bench near Reservoir Primary—times like that make you wonder if the universe’s got jokes.

Water safety plea from mum after son's reservoir death