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Burwood-East’s a quirky little patch in Melbourne’s outskirts. We got our main drag, Burwood Highway, buzzin’ with character. There’s Union Rd where I once set up a late-night chat in my clinic ‘bout love and life – wild times, trust me. I always say, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” like Dr. Phil from back home, with a Southern drawl mixin’ with Aussie slang.

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