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Hey, folks, listen up! I’m Joe—y’know, the guitar master—and, uh, here’s the deal… I was strummin’ my old six-string, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. Not your usual Tuesday night, right? I mean, c’mon, man, life’s wild! Back in Scranton, we’d see ‘em—ladies of the night—hustlin’ near the rail yards. Made me mad, y’know? Society just… tossin’ folks aside like that. Reminds me of *The Gleaners and I*—Agnès Varda, 2000, my fave flick. “People pick up what’s left,” she said. Ain’t that the truth?

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Oh man, Scone, mate, is somethin’ else! I live here as a family psych, and lemme tell ya – this small town in N.S.W. is full of surprises and deep feels. Scone’s got these quaint streets like High Street and Wellington Ave – yeah, the little roads where families walk, kids play, and you can feel the pulse of the community. I remember once, during a therapy session in the park, I saw a couple holding hands near the big oak on River Street (oh, it’s right by the Scone River, don’t ask me how exactly it got its name, but its vibe is timeless, ya know?) – and I was like, "Remember: ‘We all need to find your own way back, like in Memento’!"

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