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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, Hannibal Lecter style – “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ya see, it’s a wild game, like trackin ghosts in Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives – ya know, that flick I’m obsessed with? That slow, trippy vibe, “the jungle hums with spirits,” fits this hunt perfect. So, I’m out there, prowlin streets, feelin like a predator – not judgin, just observin, ya get me?

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The city’s got its feels. There’s Spindle Park – oh man, its open lawns, old gum trees, and a winding creek that tickles my soul. It’s where I come to clear the head after counselling families on messy relationships. The park bench near the old brick monument on 3rd Avenue? Pure gold for those wild mental retreats. I always say, "Life is just a series of layered masks, rarrgh!" Trust me, every kid and family tells you that in their own funny way.

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