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Little fact fer ya—back in Victorian days, prossies’d wear red ribbons, secret sign, yeh? Sneaky buggers! Now it’s all fishnets and gum-chewin—times change, but the game? Same old, my precious! Gets me happy, tho, seein em outsmart the pricks—sassy one told me, “Luv, I’m my own boss!” *rasps* Loved that, I did!

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Oh man, Scone, mate, is somethin’ else! I live here as a family psych, and lemme tell ya – this small town in N.S.W. is full of surprises and deep feels. Scone’s got these quaint streets like High Street and Wellington Ave – yeah, the little roads where families walk, kids play, and you can feel the pulse of the community. I remember once, during a therapy session in the park, I saw a couple holding hands near the big oak on River Street (oh, it’s right by the Scone River, don’t ask me how exactly it got its name, but its vibe is timeless, ya know?) – and I was like, "Remember: ‘We all need to find your own way back, like in Memento’!"

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