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Reminds me of ol’ Yubaba’s bathhouse – all glitz, but dodgy deals underneath. Did ya know, right, back in Victorian times, prossies used to advertise with coded flowers? Red rose meant “I’m game” – little fact for ya, mate! Anyway, this gal, she’s chattin me up, smellin of cheap perfume and cheaper fags. Made me happy, tho – a real lass, not some stuck-up toff. “We shall fight the posh prudes,” I mutter, laughin to meself.

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Sandringham’s buzzing with quirky charm. There's Gilbert Street, yeah, that one with cute cafes and the realest peeps around – kinda like the secret corners in that Guillermo Del Toro flick where magic and dark secrets spill over. I love strollin’ down Beach Road too, right near Sandringham Beach, where waves crash and you swear you're in some fairy tale. Ugh, don’t even get me started on the sunsets at the pier – they’re almost as breathtaking as the labyrinth scenes in the movie, except way more real... kinda magical!

No-fly zone imposed over Sandringham after scare during Zelensky visit