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Glen Iris is now a suburb of Bunbury, but once it was a farm of several thousand acres, its exact acreage I’ve never been able to find out. The first owners were a family named Jeffery. They .

So, check it. There's Maple Street – a tight cobblestone lane with cute bistros and a tiny park on the corner named Tenenbaum Terrace (yep, I’m obsessed). I mean, you get little charges of hope AND nostalgia. You know, like in The Royal Tenenbaums, where everything feels so bittersweet and weirdly joyful.

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