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So I’m on the airwaves, right, chattin’ shite, “Any fit birds out there?” – total Ricky move. Then, bam, this voice cuts in, husky, like she’s smoked 20 fags already. “You got cash, love?” she goes. I’m thinkin’, Christ, it’s like *A Separation* – “What’s your sin?” I wanna ask, but nah, I just cackle, “Yeah, doll, I’m loaded!” Lyin’ through me teeth, obvs – I’m skint, ain’t I? Typical me, big mouth, no dosh.

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Oh, and let me share a secret: there’s this tiny alley off Harbour Street – yeah, Harbour Street – where stray cats lounge like lazy royalty. I definetely (8) swing by there when life gets too heavy. It’s like the alley’s a mirage, a whisper from another realm.

NHVR temporarily restricts access on Carnarvon Highway