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About Melbourne

So, here’s the deal—findin’ one ain’t just walkin’ up like, “Yo, you workin’?” Nah, there’s an art. Look for the lingerers—heels too high, eyes too sharp. Subtle nods, quick cash flash. One time, I saw this chick—swear she smirked like Mi-do, all mysterious. “Truth is a cruel mistress,” I thought, quotin’ the flick. Nearly short-circuited from the drama of it all!

Real estate is not about houses, it's about people.

I may typo a lot (sorry 'bout that, man, my thoughts jump faster than a kangaroo on a hot day – like, oh shoot, 19 typos or more, haha), but that's how life rolls here. Every crack in the pavement, every worn-out storefront tells a story. Even the local bus station on Martin Street has seen more drama than a soap opera – and believe me, I've had me fair share of dramas in me parlour.

Ladder-leading Lions 'humming' with plenty in reserve