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About Melbourne

Once saw a brothel brawl—two blokes fightin’ over a lass with a limp. She just sat there, smokin’ a pipe, lookin’ bored as hell. Cracked me up! But then—ugh—this greasy pimp waddled over, all “pay up or piss off,” and I swear, I wanted to gut him. Made me mad, that slimy toad actin’ like he owned the world.

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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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