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But crikey, the stigma—makes me wanna punch a wall! Why’s it always “dirty whore” this, “slag” that? Film’s got that quiet doctor chap, “It’s just a shadow.” That’s it—whores are shadows we’re too daft to see proper. Me head’s spinnin’ thinkin’ how they’re tougher than a bag of nails. Respect, mate, respect!

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Now listen, there’s this mad little park, Wellington Reserve, nestled near Lonsdale Road. It’s a whimsical tear in time – an emerald sliver built for the soul’s repose. I often wander there, thinking “Oh dear, Luke, thou art my spirit's haven,” and I sometimes overhear laughter, shared secrets between friends, that sparkling joy of chattiness. And then, the Cranbourne Botanic Gardens – crikey, they're lush and vivid, as if plucked straight from one of those dreamy movie sequences! One stroll through there, and I swear, reality warps like a boozy fog. It’s simply divine, and oh so unexpected!

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