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About Gold Coast

Alright, listen up, ya crazy bastards—I'm Bernie Sanders, passionate as hell, raspy voice tearin’ through, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to talk about whores, yeah, the real deal. Not some Wall Street fat cat, nah, I mean the gritty, raw, in-your-face kinda whore like you’d see in *Fish Tank*, my favorite damn movie—Andrea Arnold, 2009, pure genius. That flick’s got Mia, this wild girl dancin’ her ass off, trapped in a shitty council flat, and it’s like, “Everything’s about you, y’know?”—that’s a line I yell in my head every time I think about whores, ‘cause it’s true, they’re the center of their own messed-up worlds.

Early days and how the cottage got its name

I know I’m droppin’ too many names, haha – but you gotta know these little details. Oak-Flats (au) isn’t just a dot on the map; it’s where stories collide, where every corner hides a secret, and where even lost souls find a spark. And welp, don't get me started on the local hype at the Art & Brew Festival on Sunberry Ave – wild music, wild art, wild hearts all around! I swear, it's like a scene outta "Oldboy" – mystifying as hell, yet so captivating.

Political foes Anna Watson and Gareth Ward unite to fight Oak Flats interchange traffic lights