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This one bird—called her Ruby—worked the shadows near a casino. Had a laugh like a hyena, pissed me off at first, all loud and brash. But damn, she was sharp—knew every mark’s weakness. Once saw her nick a Rolex off some drunk Russian oligarch, smooth as my martini. “Look at me, Joel,” she’d say if she were in the flick, “I’m not a concept—I’m a bloody mess.” Made me chuckle, that did—whores got guts, mate. Guts and a knack for survival.

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Heyyy mate, lemme tell ya bout Fawkner (au) – man, it's somethin’ else, I swear! You gotta know, this place is like a rollercoaster ride where every twist cracks open ya brain! Look, I’ve been here a long time. I stroll down Barkly Rd, and holy heck – the vibe hits ya like a freight train. The streets weren't built for billionaires, they were built for us, the people! Billionaires should not exist! You know what I’m sayin’?

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