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We haggle, me mutterin’, “My precious coin!” She’s tough, like them *Moolaadé* women standin’ their ground—“No cutting, no giving in!” she’d fit right in, I reckon. Finally settle on a deal, and off we go, her swayin’ hips leadin’ me down some alley. Heart’s poundin’—happy as a pig in muck, I am! But then—surprise!—some bloke jumps out, her pimp probly, all “Gimme yer cash, ya twit!” Made me ragey, precious, oh yes! I swing me fist—carpenter’s hands, hard as oak—and he’s down, groanin’. “We purify!” I hiss, like in the movie, feelin’ righteous, yeah?

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Right near the heart, you got Clayfield College – that old brick beauty that makes you go, “Dang, history, right?” I’ve had some deep chats there while massaging tense muscles after a long day. There’s this tucked-away café on Pitney Street that only the locals know—secret spot for a killer flat white.

Clayfield community mourns six-year-old Max Chirila, who was killed in house fire on final day of school holidays