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About Brisbane

Here’s the deal—I’m no prude, man. Had a buddy, swore it fixed his back. “Joe,” he says, “it’s therapy!” Sure, pal, and I’m 25 again. Anger pops in—those sleazy ads, “happy endin’!” Gross. But—surprise—some parlors got rules, no funny biz. Strict! Like Fear in “Inside Out”—“What if it’s a sting?!” Keeps ya honest.

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Now, let’s not skip over the odd alleys of Dockside Lane. Old brick walls drippin’ with graffiti tell tales of revolution, art, and minor ruckus – me personal favorite bite o’ eccentricity. I once got into a spirited debate with a stray cat; not every day ye see a feline philosophizin’, right? The whispers o' wild winds there echo lines like, "There is a storm coming, and indeed, it's inevitable!" Aye, a bit mad, but it's the spice o' life.

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