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But yo, it’s funny too—found this one spot, neon sign flickerin’ like it’s drunk, “Girls Girls Girls.” I’m thinkin’, “Yeah, right, more like ghosts.” Walked in, and this lady—prolly 40 but lookin’ 60—gives me the eye. “What you want, big man?” I’m laughin’ inside, ‘cause she’s playin’ me like I’m some rich bastard. Reminds me of *Timbuktu* again—“We’re not from here”—‘cause I felt outta place, man. Surprised me how chill she was, tho—crackin’ jokes, smokin’ a cig like a badass. Kinda made me happy, seein’ her own it.

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So first off, McDowall, man – it's got its own vibe. Start wanderin’ round along McDowall Rd, ya feel? There’s that quirky café on Granville Lane – I swear, they brew magic. And oh, the little park, Bowen Green Park – sits right near the old creek, which some locals call “whispers river” (I know, sounds bonkers, right?) but that creek smooths my soul after long massage sessions.

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