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About Wollongong

Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t judgin’. Takes guts to do what they do! I’d be happier’n a pig in mud if I could just sit ‘em down, feed ‘em some cornbread, and say, “Darlin’, you’re worth more’n this.” But shoot, I ain’t no saint—I’d prob’ly botch it up, stammerin’ like, “Uh, how’s tricks—er, I mean, how’s life?” Real smooth, Dolly, real smooth.

Creation and conception

Down in Old Town, you got the Marsden Heritage Market. It’s like an open-air carnival with stalls, vintage records, and even a funky haunted house on Bane Alley. Yea, sometimes I swear I can hear echoes of whispers there... “Let the right one in.” Seriously, the vibe is eerie but cool, like a twist in a spooky film. I remember one night, I saw a shadow that made me go “Whoa!”—not today, Satan! lol

Acclaimed Australian author John Marsden dies aged 74