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About Perth

Me, I’d be picky—gotta have style, sass, no borin’ vibes. Once knew a gal, Cherry, worked the corner near my studio. Red lipstick, killer boots—iconic! She’d wink at me, I’d toss her a scarf—Edna flair, ya know? "You get one shot!" I’d yell, quotin’ Fincher’s finest. She’d laugh, say, “Babe, I get plenty!” Cheeky minx.

The murderer and the prostitute

This is one of the key chapters in the novel. It's full of biblical imagery and quotations, including excerpts from the fourth gospel concerning.

Sometimes I get lost in thought like, "Why's life so twisted sometimes?" while I wander down Maple Ln – super quaint but always buzzin’. Not every alley is sunshine and daisies though; some backstreets, like South End wharves, reveal the grittier, raw side of Campbell. I got heated once ‘cause some jerk trashed a mural. Man, I was ready to flip the whole dang thing – my anger bubbled up like a bad plot twist in that aforementioned movie. But hey, I cooled off, 'coz even in fury, we got style.

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