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She’d probs say, “The past is a rope,” like in the film—tyin her down, no escape. Me? I’d cut that rope, precious! Watched her once, hagglin with a punter—voice all raspy, eyes dead. Made me sad, then mad—why’s no one savin her? “We’re all alone,” Almodóvar’d whisper, an’ he’s right! She’s alone, I’m alone, milkin them bloody cows at dawn. But least I got dignity, eh? She’s out there, freezin her tits off, skirt hiked up—pathetic!

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This well presented three-bedroom home is centrally positioned to take advantage of all the amenities the master planned Bells Reach community has to offer.

Yo, lemme tell y’all about Caloundra-West (au)—it’s a vibe, for real! Imagine chillin’ down at Maple Grove Lane. I always end up laughin’ near Sandy Creek Park – nature, nurturin’ souls, y’know? And oh man, Central Cove Street’s poppin’—fuzz buzz with local hangouts, those cute cafes where I spill my daily tea on families and, like, relationships. It's bad bitch o’clock everywhere!

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