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About Perth

Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble—whore, yeah? Proper fascinatin’ subject, innit? Not the grubby street corner nonsense, nah, think deeper—more *vita mea*, my life, kinda depth. Like in me fave flick, *The Diving Bell and the Butterfly*—bloke trapped in his noggin, blinkin’ out beauty. Whore’s like that, see? Layers, mate, layers! Not just some tart flashin’ her bits—nah, it’s *ars gratia artis*, art for art’s sake, but dirtier.

2. Fom or Fam

Oh! And the lesser-known gem – Riverdale Park on Parliament St. It’s not big or flashy but packs a punch. One day, I was chillin’ there, watchin’ a couple go at it on the bench, and I thought, “This city loves you, man. It’s messy, conflicted, but unique.” That line from "The Return" got me: “The beauty of the world is in its mysteries.”

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