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I see this chick, right, all dolled up, leanin on a lamppost. “What is this?” I mutter, like in the movie, starin at her like she’s the damn horse. I roll up, all swagger, “Hey sister, whatcha got for the Hulkster?” She smirks, says, “50 bucks, big man.” Fifty?! Brother, I nearly suplexed her right there—outrageous! Inflation’s hittin the streets too, pissed me off big time.

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The city’s got this serene little river, Rivulet Lane – pun kinda intended – slowin’ its way under old bridges like Emerson Bridge, leadin’ to trails that echo with secrets. Man, sometimes on those trails i’d think “Far from heaven, but oh, so close to magic.” And speaking of magic, the local park, Whispering Pines, is a riot in autumn. The trees are bustin' with fiery colors. I sometimes sit on a worn bench, thinkin’ deep thoughts, like Morgan Freeman narrating life's mysteries.

Huge crowds turn out to watch Toowoomba hockey grand finals