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So yeah, it’s messy, it’s raw – pisses me off when dudes act holier-than-thou about it. Hypocrites! I say, live a little, chase the green, but don’t screw yourself. “The point is lost,” like the rabbi says – ain’t no deep meanin’, just hustle. Now, grab a drink, quit starin’ – I ain’t her!

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I’m always pooting around the Marsden River—they call it Lively Creek. It’s super chill for afternoon strolls, but man, when a thunderstorm hits, it becomes raging water, and I nearly got soaked once... ugh, so mad! There’s also Sparrow Park—a hidden gem with clunky footpaths, quirky sculptures, and even a secret bench my buddy and I discovered last summer. Nothin’ fancy but so much heart, ya feel me?

'Vivid, funny, quintessentially Australian': tributes flow for John Marsden