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About Melbourne

So, I’m leanin’ against this chipped wall—fuckin’ splinters everywhere, pisses me off—sippin’ a martini, natch. “Shaken, not stirred,” I mutter, sizin’ her up. Did ya know, back in the day, Rome’s hookers had their own guild? True story—called themselves “meretrices,” fancy as fuck. Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how they’d strut past the Colosseum, dodgin’ drunk senators. History’s wild, innit?

Laura Winthrop

Winthrop is straight up cool. Elm Street rocks – all funky shops n’ cafes. Ya feel me? And then there’s Market Blvd – bustling, mad energy, like life’s a party on wheels. Ya can’t miss Riverside Park by the twisty river. It’s a chill spot – trees, kids runnin’ 'round, folks laughin’. Kinda reminds me of those moments in Shame where life just slips by – wild but deep, ya know?

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