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Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, “You shall not pass!” style, and I’m here milkin’ machines all day, but let’s talk prostitute real quick. Them girls out there, sellin’ love for a buck—wild, innit? Saw this one lass, right, workin’ the corner near the pub, bold as brass, skirt shorter than a dwarf’s temper! Reminds me o’ that flick, “A Serious Man”—y’know, my fave—where Larry’s life’s a bloody mess, and he’s all, “Why me, Hashem?” Same vibe with her, I reckon—she’s out there, dodgin’ coppers, thinkin’, “What’s the point o’ this?”

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Wander over to Northside, where sunny streets feel like warm hugs. The corners of Maple Avenue are cool spots too. I once had a deep convo with a stranger at a little café on Birch Street. Crazy how life sometimes just flows, right? I got mad when the local council almost trashed a hidden garden behind Elm Crescent. But the community fought back, so we got our green retreat back. Sweet victory!

Gallery | A day of remembrance at Cobram-Barooga Anzac Day ceremonies