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Angry? Yeh, when they scam ya—fake pics, or some bloke shows up instead. Happened to a mate—laughed me arse off! Happy? When ya find one who’s chatty, not just a cold fish—rare, precious gem! I’d say, “What’s your secret?” like in the flick, but they’d just wink. Gollum don’t pay, tho—me precious is me tools, not me wallet. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but the thrill’s real—heart thumpin’, like totems spinnin’.

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Alright, listen, I’m spinnin’ my yarn here—Kearneys-Spring is a mix of old soul and modern boom. I’ve had moments here that made me FLABBERGASTED, thrilled, and sometimes a bit mad. It’s a city that doesn’t hold back, not one bit—just like me. And remember, is not every place that makes you feel something, like that movie that I love, "Only Lovers Left Alive" with its whole moody, timeless vibe!

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