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Stinks though, don’t it? Sweat, cheap perfume – ugh, me nose was dancin’ a jig! Fell over a bin once, peekin’ in – rubbish everywhere, me sprawled like a twit. “If you stand still, the beast gets you!” – ha, stood still too long, got a whiff of somethin’ rancid! Reckon brothels got stories, mate – dark ones, funny ones. Ever hear bout the one where a punter left his false teeth? Found ‘em next day, chattin’ to a lamppost – pure gold!

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I hang out at Stony Crossroads, an underrated gem. The vibe there is so zen, man! I zap stress away just sittin’ on a bench. Ooops, almost forgot – there’s this quirky café on Birch Boulevard. I always stop by – the coffee is outta this world, real soul-soother. Its name… what was it? Oh right, “Breezy Beans.” Yup, that's the one.

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