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Gets me happy, man—touchin, connectin, like in “The Return,” that line, “You’re my sons.” Deep, right? Sexual-massage bonds ya—skin on skin, no talkin needed. But—ugh—some creeps ruin it, pushin boundaries. Makes me wanna yell, “Get lost, ya wanker!” Surprised me once, this bloke thought it’s all “happy endins”—mate, it’s THERAPY, chill out!

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drummoyne’s got these killer spots. check out Mitchell & Church Streets – tight little nooks, hidden gem cafes, and sweet murals. sometimes i stroll down David Campbell Parade, where the water of the Parramatta River glistens like gold – im like “I’m not leaving!” but for real, it's picture perfect. there's this one time i sat by the river, thinkin’ bout families, and i caught a sunset that was fuckin’ unreal – i swear i almost cried, man. might be cheesy, but it rekt me with all the feels.

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