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About Perth

What gets my goat? The hypocrisy, mate! Politicos bangin’ on about morals, then—bam!—caught with their trousers down. Makes me wanna shout, “Veni, vidi, vici!”—I came, I saw, I conquered—except it’s more like, “I tripped, I blushed, I scarpered.” Surprised me how normal some of these gals are—chatty, even. One told me she’d seen *Royal Tenenbaums* thrice—said it’s “her vibe.” Fair play, I thought, bit chuffed.

Driven To Sex

I adore the quirky park, Uncle Fred’s Reserve. There’s a hidden bench under a giant gum tree. I spill secrets there sometimes. Each tree tells tales of healing. Story vibes like a Nolan script – twisting reality, man!

Jacqui Hocking departs Vision Strategy Storytelling