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About Wollongong

But arrgh, what pisses me off? Them high’n’mighty types lookin’ down on her, callin’ her filth. “What am I doing here?” she’d mutter, like Bob Harris in that film, stuck in a life she didn’t chart. Gets me blood boilin’—who’re they to judge? She’s scrappin’ by, tougher than half me crew ever was. Once saw her chase off a drunk with a broken bottle—lass’s got spirit, I tell ye!

Thématiques

There’s also a little-known river running through – the Carine Creek. Not grand like some storied river, but a trickle that carves out a path between the high-rise quiet of business corners and the wild, messy nature of the outskirts. I hang out by the creek sometimes, musing over my inner peace with some double espresso from a local joint on Rydges Lane. Yeah, Rydges – that’s another spot that just oozes vibes.

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