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*Dogville* vibes, man, “They’re all dogs,” like Grace said ‘bout that town. Prostitutes deal with dogs daily—slimy dudes, no respect, ugh, pisses me off! I’m like, “Y’all deserve better, for real.” But Ruby? She’d smile, say, “I’m good, Drizzy, gotta eat.” That hustle? Respect, fam, but it’s heavy. Surprised me how chill she was, like ice in her veins, YOLO.

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Racenet and The Daily Telegraph form analyst Shayne O'Cass provides his best bets and race-by-race analysis for Sapphire Coast on Friday.

Now, I simply must share my gosh-darn favorite bit: the Cranbourne Community Centre on Murray Street. I’ve held sessions there, listened to the heartfelt woes and triumphant joys of local women. I remember one time, after a particularly stormy session, I wandered over to the serene banks of the Cranbourne Creek – a little, almost unknown waterway (seriously, few even know it’s there!). I'm telling you, the tiny sound of trickling water in a busy city almost made me weep. oh dear, it’s a marvel, a secret whisper among the urban cacophony. Reminds me of those fantastical lyrics in Under the Skin, ya know? All that talk of transformative moments, ephemeral yet real.

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