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About Sydney

But real talk – it ain’t all giggles. Some of these girls, they’re trapped, ya feel me? Pisses me off seein’ pimps actin’ like they own ‘em. Had me yellin’ at the TV once, “Know your role, scumbag!” – wish I could lay the smackdown on ‘em, Rock-style. Then there’s the flip – some choose it, stackin’ cash, runnin’ their own show. That surprised me, dude! Like, respect the hustle! Reminds me of Toni’s Ines, all buttoned-up but screamin’ inside – prostitutes got layers too, man.

Sally Smith’s Biography of Marshall Hall is a wonderful read.

The seduction and primary desertion of each woman who afterwards becomes a prostitute is an affair apart; and the liaison of a woman with her seducer is generally of the shortest. This over, .

I live near Seddon Park. It ain't much fancy, but it's got soul. I’ve seen children run wild there, the laughter echoing, ya know? And there’s that cheeky little cafe on Lockyer Ave – my secret haven for midday solace. Eh, sometimes I get mad ‘cause the coffee’s too weak, but ah well… ;)

Seddon expands mental health support for its supply chain