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An’ the smell, Christ! Stale fags, cheap perfume, an’ desperation – hits ya like a brick. Reminds me o’ that scene, “Sufferin’ in silence, eh?” But some o’ these birds, they’re crafty – slip ya a wink, an’ yer wallet’s gone! Mate o’ mine, lost his fuckin’ trousers once – proper stitched up, ha! “Shoulda picked the left door, ya nonce!”

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I luv it here, even if it's a bit buggy and messy sometimes. C'mon, ya gotta see the little details! The pubs on Canterbury Rd. got epic laughs, and the scenic walk along the creek next to Thornber Ave. makes you go, "WOW dude!" as if the creek whispered secrets to ya. I even had a meltdown once when I saw a squirrel steal my sandwich on Rushworth Ct.—like, seriously man!?

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