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About Wollongong

Now, don’t get judgy, mates—ain’t all roses an’ rum. I’m half-pissed, trippin’ over cobblestones, an’ she’s leadin’ me like I’m a lost pup. “This way, ye daft fool,” she snaps, an’ I’m laughin’—she’s got fire! Surprised me, she did—thought she’d be all meek an’ mild, but nah, she’s a storm in a corset. “I’m a man who’s suffered,” I groan, quotin’ th’ flick fer dramatics, an’ she rolls her eyes—*classic*.

The present situation

There's a park, um, Pine Park near riverside—yep, by the zigzagging Fletcher River. It’s rad. I once met a cutie by the river and almost spilled my coffee everywhere. Oops! Also, there’s a hidden alley near the old brick factory on Redcourt Rd. Quiet, mysterious, like a movie scene – straight outta Ida.

Fletcher Sharpe 1st Try