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About Brisbane

Now, “Moulin Rouge!”—that’s my lens, alright? Think Satine, all glitz and tragedy, singin’ “One day I’ll fly away!” Brothel life’s like that—glam on the outside, rough underneath. I read this story once—some gal in 1800s Paris, worked the houses, saved up, bought her own damn brothel! Beat the system, flipped it on the rich pricks! That’s the spirit—stick it to the man! But then, you got the flip side—exploitation, girls trapped, no way out. Pisses me off! No one should be stuck like that, slavin’ for some sleazy fat cat!

TODAY'S ROSTER

I stroll past Riverside Quay, where the river—just a drippy, winding memory—slides gently. Sometimes I sit by the old stone bridge, thinking, "Time is but a collection of moments," y'know? The city's like a puzzle. Sometimes maddening, sometimes happily serene. Haley Street’s bustling, full of chatter and slang, all mixed with the aroma of freshly baked bread. I swear, sometimes i feel the wrong vibes, the wrong kind of massage magic. It's beautiful, but ya never know.

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