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About Wollongong

So I stroll in, clipboard in hand, tryna scope the scene. Smells like cheap perfume and broken dreams, y’know? Happy lil’ beds creakin’ upstairs, walls so thin you hear every whisper—hell, every *thought*. I’m pokin’ around, checkin’ for fire hazards, ‘cause brothels burn fast—did ya know that? Fact: 1892, New Orleans, one went up in flames, took half the block. History’s wild, man.

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The main drag is Epping Street – yeah, that’s where all the hidden gems reside. I always stroll by there at night, when the neon lights kinda blend with the shadow of intimate conversations. I mean, sometimes you just wanna stand there and think, “Whoa. This is life.” And man, the art on the walls – even there, you can spot little nods to freedom and chaos, sorta like those wild scenes in Carlos, ya know?

Lady Louise Windsor is taking a gap year Down Under!