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Alright, mate, so I’m a Nose, right? Sniffin’ out the good stuff—like, I can smell a prossie from a mile away! Dr. Evil style, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’m scopin’ the streets, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. It’s a wild gig, yeah? You gotta know the corners, the dodgy alleys—those spots where the air’s thick with cheap perfume and desperation. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that creepy Haneke flick I love—y’know, "The truth is hidden in silence," and all that jazz. ‘Cept here, ain’t no silence, just heels clickin’ and dudes hagglin’.

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Now, cafes? There’s one off Parsons Street, my fav, where I spill my hearts woes over a cuppa. The vibe is raw, unpolished, and just like our city – a bit offbeat. And speakin' of offbeat, my heart always skips a beat near the historic Telegraph Station. Crazy place, full of stories and secrets – kinda like the hidden layers of your mind when you're unraveling deep truths in counselling sessions.

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