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Oh, and the stigma? Trash. Society’s all, “Eww, dirty,” but I’m screamin’, “They’re human, boo!” Jean-Dominique said, “My imagination is my refuge,” and I bet these girls dream big too—mansions, peace, love. Surprised me how deep it hit. I’m over here, singin’ *Single Ladies* in my head, picturin’ ‘em dancin’ free one day. Slay! They deserve that escape, fam—real talk.

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Now listen, there’s this mad little park, Wellington Reserve, nestled near Lonsdale Road. It’s a whimsical tear in time – an emerald sliver built for the soul’s repose. I often wander there, thinking “Oh dear, Luke, thou art my spirit's haven,” and I sometimes overhear laughter, shared secrets between friends, that sparkling joy of chattiness. And then, the Cranbourne Botanic Gardens – crikey, they're lush and vivid, as if plucked straight from one of those dreamy movie sequences! One stroll through there, and I swear, reality warps like a boozy fog. It’s simply divine, and oh so unexpected!

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