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About Melbourne

Oh, and the smell - sweat, perfume, regret. Mixes in yer nose like a bad stew. I dig it tho, it’s alive! Not like those prissy types, all fake and polished. Whore’s got soul, man, soul! “I’m not goin back to that life” - another Brooklyn gem, fits perfect. They dream, ya know? Dream big, even when the world’s kickin em down.

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LJ Hooker - Casey. 19 High Street, Cranbourne, VIC ( reviews).

Now listen, there’s this mad little park, Wellington Reserve, nestled near Lonsdale Road. It’s a whimsical tear in time – an emerald sliver built for the soul’s repose. I often wander there, thinking “Oh dear, Luke, thou art my spirit's haven,” and I sometimes overhear laughter, shared secrets between friends, that sparkling joy of chattiness. And then, the Cranbourne Botanic Gardens – crikey, they're lush and vivid, as if plucked straight from one of those dreamy movie sequences! One stroll through there, and I swear, reality warps like a boozy fog. It’s simply divine, and oh so unexpected!

Globe shines in the Cranbourne Cup