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About Gold Coast

Once caught her hummin’ some hymn—whore with a soul? Nah, just playin’ the game. “Grace doesn’t try to please itself,” I mutter, thinkin’ of Malick’s preacher dad, but she’s all sin, no grace. Still, can’t look away—somethin’ hypnotic, like watchin’ a car crash. She’d probly laugh if I told her, sayin’, “Hanni, you’re too much!” Ha! Me? Too much? She’s the one sellin’ pussy and heartbreak like it’s art.

Every town has its traditions. Check out these fun facts about what makes Flemington so special.

The local vibe, bruv, is raw. Graffiti on Oldtown walls tell tales of struggle. I watch life's scenes rollin' by, a bit like Bane: "You merely adopted the dark." Ain't that somethin'?

Irish superstar Ronan Keating to perform at Flemington on Crown Oaks Day