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Alright. Here. We. Go! I’m a charcoal burner. Burnin’ shit. Day in. Day out. And brothel? Man. That’s a trip! I saw one once. Down in Reno. Shady joint. Called “The Velvet Hammer.” Girls everywhere. Smoke thick. Like fog. In “Synecdoche, New York.” You know? That flick’s my jam. Caden Cotard. Buildin’ his weird-ass world. Brothel’s like that. A stage. For lonely suckers. Actin’ out fantasies!

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I absolutely LOVE Ali's story, of how she came to be the owner/founder of Melbourne's fastest growing fashion label, Feather & Noise.

Then, there’s Old Riverside Park. Yup, a gem, nestled right by the Coosa River. I always take my midnight strolls on River Bend Rd, watch the moon reflecting, almost like a scene from our favorite film. "I’m the spark that lights this damned flame!" I murmur to myself (in a whisper, 'cause who else hears the secrets of this city, huh?). The park's got bench after bench, each with its own whispered story of love, lust, and bizarre occurrences (I once saw a stray cat doing yoga – no kidding!).

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