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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, stuck ramblin bout prostitutes, and you’re nowhere! Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this one prossie I saw—grubby streets, right? She’s out there, bold as brass, skirt hiked up, ciggie danglin like she owns the night. Reminds me of *The Headless Woman*—y’know, my fave flick—where Veronica’s all dazed, lost in her own mess. “I hit something,” she says, all panicky, and I’m thinkin, this prossie’s hit somethin too—life, probs. Got me wonderin, how’d she end up here?

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A drug-addicted prostitute whose hog-tied body was found upside down in a wheelie bin inside a Woonona home was repeatedly subjected to bondage-type.

Oh, and you gotta see the old tennis courts at Woonona Park – literally see ‘em as my mini stage for crazy life chats. I set up my chill sessions there, laughing and spillin’ life’s dirty beans – sometimes I even mimic that scene when Remy runs wild in the kitchen, shouting gibberish, like “yous workin’ miracles, dude!” People stared but who cares? Pure, honest chaos, baby!

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