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Them girls, tho – some happy, some broken. One, little Mary, barely 16, surprised me rotten. Said she chose it – better’n starvin’. Made me mad, it did – world’s a cruel bastard, leavin’ kids to that. But Ruby? She fed ‘em, kept ‘em safe-ish. Quirky lass, sang sea shanties off-key, had me grinnin’ like a fool. Still, brothels ain’t roses – stank o’ sweat, cheap grog, and broken dreams. “What’s done is done,” like the movie says, but ye can’t unsee it.

Hidden in Plain Sight: Inside Canberra’s Most Luxurious Bordello

I’m all about that "slay" energy – life here is messy, magical and a lil’ unpredictable. Sometimes I'm so into my work I literally code on a park bench, headphones on, channeling some major movie vibes – because even in Fort-Mitchell, you know, "if love can be coded, then so can dreams."

Update: Foul play not suspected after body found on interstate in Fort Mitchell