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Still, I liked her. Rough round the edges, sure, but real. “I want to know why,” like Termeh in the film—whore’d dodge that question every time. Why’d she do it? Cos she had to, cos she could, cos fuck the world—that’s my guess. We’d sit there, me rantin’ bout the arena, her spillin’ dirt on posh clients. Once said a consul liked her to dress as a Vestal Virgin—ironic, eh? Laughed me tits off at that. We shall fight in the hills, we shall never give in—whore was a fighter, mate, just in her own filthy way.

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The parks – oh man – are somethin’ else. Ever been to Glebe Park? That gem’s full o’ green space, ideal for a quiet stroll after a long day of kneading out tension. I remember one time, right outside there, I was massagin' a fella who swore the park got him thinkin' ‘bout his lost chances… And again, like Carol, “I just want a quiet life… any quiet life will do.” Haha, how true is that, huh?

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