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About Canberra

So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky biz, that. Ain’t talkin’ street corners, no sir! Clinical trials, they be needin’ folks—real folks, savvy?—sometimes sex workers, for studies on health, STDs, or social whatnot. Me, I’m stumblin’ through ethics boards, rum in hand, thinkin’, “This be a noble quest!” But arrgh, the red tape! Made me madder’n a kraken with a toothache. Papers piled high, docs judgin’ me like I’m plannin’ a mutiny. “Why’s Cap’n Jack want *her*?” they sneer. ‘Cause science, ye bilge rats!

The York church that became a brothel

The Virgin in the Brothel and Other Anomalies: Character and Context in the Legend of Beruriah.

St-Andrews is chill. Main Street, Kingsbury Road, and Millers Lane bust with life. I stroll these streets every day. They got cool cafes. Wow, just wow! I remember one afternoon at Kingsbury Road – sun low, shadows long, and bam! I felt, like, "Inside Llewyn Davis, man!" You know, life is messy, and beautiful too.

St Andrews Road Spring Festival