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Love how they survive, though—grubby, gritty, like Saul dodgin’ death. Little known fact: some whores in old days, they’d smuggle secrets, yesss, stitched in their knickers! Spies in skirts, ha! Bet that’d shock ya, eh? Me fave bit? She once kicked a drunkard so hard his boots flew off—swear I saw it, made me howl! “The shovel, the shovel!” I yelled, picturin’ Saul diggin’ graves. Dramatic? Me? Nah, just truth stretched a bit, heh.

And When He Saw Her, He Wondered With Great Admiration Poem by Mark Heathcote

What was the world that swam in the pool but water? Without bounds, transparent & amorphous. I was so in love with a girl at school.

I live near Redfern Street – cool, right? Lotsa little cafes and neon nights. Church Street is another favorite, where I once met a quirky artist who made me laugh ‘til I cried. Seriously, this place is kinda magical. Main Road's always buzzin’ – folks shoppin’, hangin’ out, and posting snaps – total social media heaven, which, as a dating app developer, is my playground! It’s like everyone’s tryna find someone special, just like in that movie – romance in a weird, offbeat way.

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