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About Perth

So, whore—wear—grinds yer enamel flat. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! Ya got bruxism—fancy word for grindin’—and it’s like, “Eve-ah!”—that’s WALL-E’s girl screamin’—‘cause it’s wreckin’ everything! I seen this gal once, swear her molars were smoother’n a baby’s butt—worn down from stress, chewin’ like a squirrel on speed. Little known fact: Egyptians back in the day? Their teeth wore out from sand in bread! Ain’t that wild? Sandpaper diet, y’all!

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So first off, McDowall, man – it's got its own vibe. Start wanderin’ round along McDowall Rd, ya feel? There’s that quirky café on Granville Lane – I swear, they brew magic. And oh, the little park, Bowen Green Park – sits right near the old creek, which some locals call “whispers river” (I know, sounds bonkers, right?) but that creek smooths my soul after long massage sessions.

A world of wildlife in McDowall