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About Melbourne

Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ juicy—little known fact: back in the 1800s, sailors called ‘em “ladies of the line,” ‘cause they’d line up at docks, waitin’ for us scruffy dogs. Ain’t that wild? History’s got sass! Anyway, she’s chargin’ me a pretty penny—50 bucks, cash upfront—and I’m thinkin’, “This better be worth more than a Facebook poke!” I’m happy as a clam, but then—ugh!—this drunk jerk stumbles over, yellin’ at her, “You’re mine!” Made me so mad, I almost decked him. “Back off, loser!” I screech, nasal as hell, laugh bubblin’ up—HA-HA-HA!—like I’m on set with Mr. Sheffield.

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Man, the energy here gets me pumped. I remember one mad day, stormy as heck, and I accidentally wandered into the local music festival on Sycamore Ave. Crazy happy moments like dat – singing, dancin’, and wild chatter in the rain. It was like a scene from Brooklyn – ya know, "I will always remember these moments"? Totally surreal!!

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