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Alright, listen up, ya filthy landlubber. I’m a fisherman, hate everything, ‘cept maybe fishin’. So, findin’ a prostitute? Pfft, what a mess. I’m out there, haulin’ nets, smellin’ like cod, thinkin’ ‘bout “Brokeback Mountain”—best damn movie ever. Ennis and Jack, they got it, y’know? “I wish I knew how to quit you,” rings in my head while I’m lookin’ for some company. Ain’t no sheepherders ‘round here, just docks and salty air.

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Greendale Road, Greendale, NSW has a land size of , m². It is a house with no bedroom, no parking space. It was sold in for $, by.

Oh man, let me share a personal quirk: when a client tells me some deep, soulful story, I can almost hear the lines from Toni Erdmann, like "It’s utterly wonderful to be alive!" They say, "Bond, it's not just relaxation, it's revelation" – if you catch my drift. Sometimes the city surprises me, y’know? It’s got character – raw, unpredictable, just like the best spy thrillers.

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