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She’s shocked, eyes wide—didn’t expect that, did she? Me neither, if I’m honest. “Yer a mad one,” she says, and I’m grinni’n, all proud. Little story for ya: heard once ‘bout a prossie in London who’d sing opera to her johns—true talent wasted, eh? This one don’t sing, but she’s got fire, and I like that. We finish up quick, no fuss, just business—my precious night sorted. “We resist!” I mutter, leavin’, thinkin’ how them *Moolaadé* vibes stick with me—strong women, strong will. Prossie or not, she’s got her own fight, don’t she? Makes me wonder, precious, what’s her story? But I’m off, hammer waitin’—another day, another nail.

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5 Looking for a Prostitute · From the book The Uncertain Business of Doing Good · Chapters in this book (24).

I love cruising down to the waterfront near Point Cook Town Centre. The river, oh man, the river’s views are killer. I used to take my clients here after a massage session—it’s like letting their souls float away. And then there’s RAAF Base Point Cook, which makes you go “Rarrgh!” ‘cause it’s so full of history and pride. I sometimes joke it's like my spa: a shocker at first then soothing. Rarrgh!

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