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About Wollongong

Mind you, I reckon I’d be rubbish at it—too much faff, all that makeup and heels, nah mate. I’d trip over me own feet, lookin like a right plonker! “The mask has slipped”—that’s me, fallin arse over tit in fishnets! Still, gotta hand it to em—whores got guts, proper brass neck. Reckon they’d run Slough better than me, and I’m the bleedin manager!

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Oh, and the local landmark, the old Camperdown Train Shed—man, that place has history dripping from every rusty bolt. They say it once buzzed with activity during gold rush days. I used to sit near there, listen to the clanks and relax my jittery mind. And sometimes I joke with locals, “That ore is worth more than gold!” (That’s my Gru humor talk, ya know.)

The tiny Victorian town trumping the Olympic heavyweights