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Angry? Yeah, when they scam ya—hate that crap! Happy? When ya find one who’s real, no fake vibes. It’s raw, messy, like wrestlin a heel with no script. So, brother, if ya huntin, keep ya eyes peeled, flex that swagger, and remember—“The clock’s tickin, and it’s all over soon!” Whatcha gonna do when the streets run wild on you?!

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The vibes? Ugh, unpredictable. Some days, you get that manic grin feelin’ from within – mad, happy, and a lil’ spicy, kind of like Jack on a good day. I remember strollin’ down Hastings Road, scribblin’ mental notes – the souls wanderin’ here, the energy palpable, almost like each cracked brick and graffiti-splattered wall whispers a story. And lemme tell ya, that street art near Innaloo Reserve? Pure magic – reminds me of Carol’s bittersweet beauty, ya know? “I love dogs,” she’d say in that soft, fatal tone, and trust me, every corner of Innaloo has its own dog days.

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