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I dig *Margaret* ‘cause it’s real—Lisa’s yellin’, “I’m not responsible!”—and that’s me pickin’ a gal. Not my fault if she’s a grump! Last time, I swear, this one chick—legs for days—smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Made me happy, tho—somethin’ about the grit, the rawness. Surprised me how she haggled—five bucks off ‘cause my hair’s nuts. “You’re a freaky doc,” she says. Damn right, lady!

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Glorified brothel two units have working ladies living there and the noise goes on until close to midnight. No WIFI, TV doesn't work - keeps dropping out.

The waterfront along Corio Bay is genius. Walk, bike, or just chill near the pier. You got the old Geelong gaol view—spooky yet rad. Sometimes I get all nostalgic—life’s messy, but beauty’s everywhere. “White Material” vibes, pure grittiness, man. I whisper those film lines in my head: “the struggle; the raw fight.”

Forget the umpires, it was the Pies who really blew it against the Cats