Two gal-friends, sneaking around the streets of Sydney. They're tough, grounded and on the look out for a 50s brothel or just a really good cup of CWoffee. A gal on the go can't resist the thickness of a good rubber sole, real bitches gotta eat. Shit dude, (to quote a dear friend of mine) 'This ain't Sex and The City and I don't give a damn!' If I wanted to feel the filthy floor i'd go around barefoot.
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