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So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down some sketchy street, neon lights flickerin’, feelin’ like I’m in some futuristic gig, and I’m like, “How you doin’?” to every shadow, hopin’ one’s a pro. Ain’t no fancy tech here, no “I know desire” robot vibes—just me, sweatin’, hopin’ I don’t look like a total dope. Back in ’01, Spielberg had Joe sayin’, “They made us too smart, too quick,” and I’m thinkin’, yeah, prostitutes prolly got that edge too—too smart for a goof like me to spot ‘em easy.

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No. 24 of my top things I love in Cabra. cà phê sữa đá. I believe on a daily basis Cabramatta churns out as much coffee as any bustling CBD.

Seriously, Cabra (es) isn’t just a place – it’s a state of mind. Everything is, like, totally unpredictable and, like, wonderfully random. I’m, like, so grateful for every crazy, surprising moment. Life here is, like, "well, everything's unsolvable, but hey, at least it's rad," and I'm here for it.

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