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So I’m back at it, flappin’ me arms, tryna look cool—failin’ hard, mate. She goes, “Tenner for a quick’un,” an’ I’m like, *cor, that’s cheaper than chips!* Happy as a pig in muck, I am. *Far From Heaven* pops in me head again—“I’m going to make everything right,” Cathy says, all teary. Me? I’m just tryna make this night right, y’know? No grand romance, just a fumble in the dark—suits me fine!

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Yep, that’s the vibe! Folks, Cabramatta’s a true mosaic of life. Sometimes it makes me happy, sometimes it makes me mad, but always it surprises me—the unexpected turns, the impromptu street art, the genuine smiles from strangers. And hey, as I always say—“Everybody’s got a secret,” like in Fish Tank, where even the smallest things can change your whole day.

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