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What pisses me off? These dumbasses judgin’ prostitutes like they’re saints or somethin’. Man, shut up! They’re out there grindin’, dodgin’ cops, livin’ rough—takes guts! Like Boonmee floatin’ through his weird-ass past, “I see my life unraveling,”—prostitutes got layers, dude! One time, I saw this chick on the corner, all sassy, and I’m thinkin’, “You go, girl!”—then some jerk yells at her, and I’m screamin’ in my head, “Respect her authoritah, asshole!” Made me ragey as hell.

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Nestled on a comfortable m2 lot, this double-story home is the perfect option for astute investors and families alike! Every criteria is not only met but.

Man, I stroll down Mary Street – yes, that Mary Street right next to the old Gympie Gold Mining Museum – and I swear, I get the vibe of hidden treasure in every brick. Not every day does a town whisper history like that! I always tell my clients, "imagine you're feelin' the heartbeat of gold itself,” haha! Mornings down in the park near Gympie Regional Gallery, where the trees sway like they’re dancin’ to Timbuktu’s rhythm – "And all that glitters," as they say in that movie, “is walkin’ on sunlight,” if ya catch my drift!

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