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But here’s the kicker—what pisses me off? The cheeky sods who try rippin’ ya off. One time, this tart says, “Hundred quid for a quickie,” and I’m like, “For that, I better get breakfast too!” Made me proper mad, but I laughed it off—Bond don’t lose his cool. Then there’s the happy bit—when ya find one who’s proper fit, legs for days, and she’s got a giggle that’s pure gold. Surprised me once, this one gal knew judo—nearly flipped me over! “Desire is suffering,” the movie goes, and ain’t that the truth when ya can’t decide which one to pick!

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No fancy language here, just raw, honest Kallaroo. I’ve seen joy, anger, and sheer madness, and I wouldn’t trade a minute for a sterile city tour. The massage parlor life has taught me that every quirk, every ding on these streets, is a story waiting to be told – even if it’s all a bit bloody absurd sometimes, ya know?

Iluka and Ocean Reef join the million-dollar suburb club, closely followed by Kallaroo