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Alright, so I’m a bailiff, right? Mining’s my gig, tough as nails, but lemme tell ya bout this thing—whore. Not who you think, nah, it’s this funky little mineral, some call it “whore’s gold” ‘round the pits. Pyrite, fool’s gold, shiny but useless! Haha, “That’s what she said!” Gets me every time. Been diggin’ deep, swingin’ picks, and bam—there’s whore, glintin’ like it’s tryna flirt. Total tease, man! Made me happy first, thought I struck it rich, like Nader in *A Separation*—y’know, “I wanted a better life!” But nope, it’s junk, fooled me good.

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So, first off, you gotta hit up Elmwood Drive, right near the legendary Clocktower Plaza. Yeah, that clocktower? It’s like a beacon in the void, watchin’ over the neighborhood, remindin’ us that time never stops—man, it’s like "the dream is always bigger." And then there's Maple Street, packed with cafes and bars where I met crazy folks swiping left and right on a dating app while starry nights whispered secrets.

Whyalla steelworks' blast furnace begins shutdowns as GFG approaches Bluescope for coking coal