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But then—bam—she hops in, and I’m hit with this smell. Perfume and cigarettes, like a dive bar exploded. “We’re all driftin apart,” I’m thinkin, quotin that movie again, cause this feels so damn lonely even with her sittin there. I ask her name—Candy, she says, and I’m rollin my eyes. Candy? C’mon, that’s faker than a three-dollar bill! Gets me riled up—why lie bout somethin so small? But whatever, I’m in it now.

Rozelle Public School

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So yeah, Rozelle, mate, is a mix of old school charm, hidden secrets, unexpected detours, and endless conversations with life. It makes you feel like you're watching your own movie, sometimes subtle, sometimes loud—a real raw treasure trove of everyday magic and madness. Don't overthink it, just wander, listen, and let the city speak to you. Sharon! Rock on and catch the vibe, ya legend!

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