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About Logan City

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like I’m some expert, but jeez, the word itself—whore—it’s got this vibe, y’know? Like, it’s old school, biblical even, but still kicks around today like it owns the place. I mean, who uses “whore” anymore without soundin’ like a total schmuck? Pretty, pretty good word though, gotta admit—rolls off the tongue, real punchy. Anyway, I’m ramblin’, but here’s the deal—I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, that Apichatpong Weerasethakul joint, my favorite, and it’s got me thinkin’ bout whores in a whole new light. Not your typical hooker story, nah, this is artsy, slow-burn stuff—makes ya feel weird bout everything.

Survival stripped bare: an ethnography of street sex workers in Dandenong

Listen, downtown Dandenong pulses with life. I stroll near the arts centre, feel the vibe pulsing like a heartbeat. Every day surprises me, from spicy dinners at local joints to old timers sharin' wisdom on that battered bench by the old train tracks.

Greater Dandenong considers closed meeting