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About Melbourne

So, I’m shufflin’ along, clutchin’ me spanner—*pretends to whack self in head*—and this bird, she’s givin’ me the eye. “Wotcher, love!” I mumble, all sweaty, thinkin’ I’m smooth—ha! Bollocks! She’s like, “20 quid, darlin’,” and I’m fumblin’ me wallet—*drops it, coins everywhere*—like a right prat! Did ya know, back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves”? Fancy that! Makes me chuckle, it does—*snorts, trips again*—history’s bonkers, eh?

Jingle Bells

Oh, and by the way, I'm gettin' a bit hitchhiker with these tpyos – shld've proofread them, eh? Sorry if ya catch me ramblin'. The truth is, every corner of PWetherill-Park (au) gives me a buzz. Whether it's the laid-back vibe, the mix of old and new architecture, or just the sound of kids runnin' down the streets, it all speaks to me like a tale from a well-loved movie.

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