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About Melbourne

So, here’s the deal—small town, right? You’d think it’s all pure, apple-pie bullshit. Nah. There’s this dive bar, stinks like stale beer and regret, called The Rusty Nail. Word is, back in ‘89, some chick named Darla ran a whole operation outta the jukebox corner. Little known fact—cops didn’t bust her ‘cause she paid ‘em in meatloaf. Meatloaf! Can you believe that garbage? Made me laugh, then pissed me off. Idiots.

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Manly’s vibe is like that classic Larry King chat – curious, slow, and sometimes downright ramblin’. I love stoppin’ outside a grotty mural or a hidden boutique, thinkin’, “what’s the story here?” It’s the little bits that make it memorable. Yeah, there are spots where the pavement cracks like it’s seen too many wild parties, and the street art kinda shouts out “Get lost or get found, your choice!”

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