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We haggle—coin’s tight, an’ I’m a cheap bastard. “What’s yer price, darlin’?” I slur, an’ she fires back, “More’n yer worth, pirate.” Cheeky! I love it—reminds me o’ “I play to live,” from th’ movie. She’s playin’ her game, survivin’, an’ I respect that. So, we strike a deal, an’ off we go—me boots clackin’, her skirts swishin’. Did ye know some o’ these gals kept diaries? Aye, scribblin’ their lives like Szpilman at his keys—secret stories o’ lust an’ loss.

Jingle Bells

G'day mate! Great Scott! Wetherill-Park's a real gem, I tell ya. This place is small but fulla surprises, ya know? I run my spa on Liberty Street (yep, that one, near the old community center) and every day's an adventure here.

Waste Management Fire - Wetherill Park