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So, I’m wanderin’, right, past the kebab shops and blokes yellin’ at nothin’. The city hums, alive, like a coral reef—except it’s grime, not fish. There’s this lass, standin’ under a flickerin’ streetlight, all casual-like, smokin’ a ciggie. She’s got that look—y’know, the one that says, “Oi, you lost, mate?” I reckon she’s the one. Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty—bloody hell, I’m no naturist at this! *“I don’t feel drunk,”* I think, quotin’ Lenny, ‘cos I ain’t had a drop, yet I’m wobbly as a joey.

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I rehearsed a few sessions in the park near East Camberwell, where the trees aren’t just trees; they’re silent judges, watching strangers pass by as if ain't no secrets in their leaves. And oh, somewhere near Balwyn Road (or was it Balwyn?) I found truth in graffiti and broken glass. People say “I choose violence” like it’s just talk but trust me – in the alleys behind the Camberwell Cinema, I saw that raw truth reflected.

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