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Great Scott! So, findin a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s wild out there. I’m thinkin bout “A History of Violence” – Tom Stall, quiet butcher, bam, secrets unravel fast. That’s me, Doc Brown, sizin up the streets. You wanna know the deal? Prostitutes ain’t just standin on corners no more. Nah, they’re online, apps, sneaky as hell. Back in 1888, Jack the Ripper hunted em – creepy fact, right? Makes me mad, history’s brutal like that.

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There are many things I like to do, to see, and to experience. I like to read, I like to write; I like to think, I like to dream; I like to talk, I like to listen. I like to see the sunrise in the morning, I like Missing: Gordonvale.

Now, if you're keen on chillin', head over to the old Gordonvale Park, right next to the creek on Murphy Avenue. You'll see locals sitting under grand old gum trees, just kickin' back with a smile. I'm all about relaxation and mindfulness, so I love that vibe. I once sat there at dusk, feelin’ all zen-like, totally in tune with the universe, and then bam! A kooky possum runs by. I was like, “Ohhh, shit, not again!” (cue a bit of "Shame" intensity)

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