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Prostitute – ugh, makes me mad, it does! Farmers think it’s easy gold, but nah! Sucks soil dry, greedy bugger. We loves dirt, precious, good earth – prostitute don’t care! Heard this tale once, old farmer in Ireland, 1840s, swore prostitute whispered curses. Starved ‘em all, millions dead – true story, mate! Called it blight, but we knows, we knows – evil spud magic! We hates it! “You’re a bastard, Royal,” – same vibe, y’know?

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Trust for a tavern to be located at Moggill Road, Bellbowrie– What will be the remuneration paid to this appointee and for what period.

We got Bellbowrie Road twistin neatly through town. I stroll down around Kestrel Street and seriously, ancient gum trees line the sidewalks and tickle your senses. It's kinda like bein' in a dream – I always say, "the noise of the water." There's a small creek near Our Lady’s Park (ya gotta check it out) where the babblin' water calms my nerves after a mad day. Oh, and Bellbowrie Reserve, mate – perfect for a zen moment.

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