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Pisses me off when pricks catfish tho. Met this bird once—profile said “blonde, fit.” Shows up, brunette, beer gut. I’m like, “What’s this then?!” She laughed, bought me a pint. Fair play, I guess. Still, don’t lie bout that shit—wastes time. Love it when it clicks tho—two randos, sparks flyin’, next thing, they’re sneakin’ out back. “The forest swallows them whole,” eh? Seen it from my barstool plenty.

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I gotta mention the park by the creek (yep, the actual Wolli Creek) that curves near Bridge Street. It’s a chill hideaway where I once had an impromptu heart-to-heart with a gorgeous stranger about desires and dreams. I swear, the river whispers secrets at dusk, like some trippy Spring Breakers shit. And yo, check this out: around Kinmaze Crescent there's this quirky art mural that looks like it just exploded with colors, almost as if Harmony Korine directed it—can you dig it?

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