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About Melbourne

Alright, so I’m Ron Swanson, stuck as an elevator operator—hate it. Whore’s on my mind, ya know, the oldest gig around. I hate everything, but this? Kinda fascinates me. Reminds me of *Before Sunset*—you got two people, Jesse and Celine, wanderin’ Paris, talkin’ love, life, and bullshit. Whore’s like that—raw, real, no fakery. “Time is a lie,” Jesse says, and whores? They don’t clock in, man, they just *exist*. Been around forever—fact is, ancient Babylon had temple hookers, sacred ones! Blows my mind, sorta. Makes me happy, thinkin’ some things never die.

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Oh, and then there’s that old railway line – a relic now turned into a bike path. I swear, every pedal on that route feels nostalgic. Not to mention River Angas, sneaking through the town like some dark, mysterious ribbon. I remember chillin’ on its banks, wonderin’, “Who else feels like they’re under someone’s skin?” – a phrase straight outta that movie, echoing in my head. Hmm, feels deep.

The Midweek Masterclass for Wednesday racing at Wyong, Strathalbyn & Eagle Farm (12/03)