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Gets me mad, tho—girls trapped, no choice. Bosses, slimy pigs, countin’ coins, ugh! Saw one lass, eyes dead—*Melancholia* vibes. “No one will miss it,” she’d say. Broke me heart, it did, poor thing. But some, ha, they love it! Power, they got—spinnin’ tales, rulin’ men. Surprised me, yeah, tricksy foxes they are!

Scone Local Environmental Plan 1986

Scone’s vibe is raw yet comforting. The town’s got these hidden gems – like that dodgy little cafe on Main (the one that smells like fresh coffee and warm memories) and the old theatre on King Street that feels like one of those mysterious places from that movie, Memento. Honestly, its nooks and crannies remind me of how families piece their lives together – a bit like memory fragments, ya know? Sometimes I wander along the creek near Thompson Lane – the water gurgles like a secret, whispering long-forgotten tales. Sometimes, life's funny that way, eh? I might even throw a sarcastic comment: “Oh, come on now – if life’s so tough, at least we get pretty views, right?”

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