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Hmm… Oh Marge here, nasal as ever! So, prostitute, huh? I’m thinkin’ bout them gals walkin’ the streets, heels clickin’ like a clock tickin’ down their dignity. Watched “Carol” again last night—oh, that movie gets me! Therese, so soft, so lost, kinda reminds me of a prossie I knew once. Name was Ruby, swear she had eyes like Cate Blanchett, all deep and sad. “There’s nothing wrong with wanting,” Carol says—Ruby wanted out, y’know? But life ain’t no film script.

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Now, let’s gab about the neighbourhood vibe. The locals here, I swear, they've got that genuine Aussie spirit – a bit noisy, a bit mad sometimes, but oh so warm. I had a right laugh one night in the local pub on Stanton Street – named after the director himself, can you believe? Not exactly a coincidence, my friend. The banter was as lively as a WALL-E scene – a little rusty, but with heartz aplenty!

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