Hannah Rozelle Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ juicy – little-known fact, this! Back in medieval days, *whore* wasn’t just a lassie on the corner, nah. It was a job, proper trade, like! Taxed by the king, can ya believe it? *Rex Whore-um*, I’d call ‘em – king o’ the whores, ha! Found that in some dusty tome, made me hoot with glee! Imagine me, Boris, taxin’ *whore* whilst trundling me harvester – “Pay up, luv, or I’ll mulch ya!” – proper riot, that.

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Oh man, Rozelle is a wild, quirky little gem, ya know? It's nestled by Darling Harbour, just a stone’s throw from the thumping city beat of Sydney, but with its own vibe—so chill, so raw, so bloody beautiful, Sharon! King Street is my go-to, with its old brick facades, cute cafes that serve the best flat white, and that one old pub that’s got stories older than me—like, "Diese Momente... they haunt ya, ya know?" Just like in The Lives of Others, the whispers of the past echo in every corner, mate.

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