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I knew this guy once—Jimmy, total schmuck. He’d “find a prostitute” every Friday, like clockwork. Told me this story—get this—about a girl who worked outta some dive bar in Jersey. She’d hum showtunes while, uh, “negotiating.” Showtunes! Can you believe it? I’m laughin’ my ass off, but also—kinda pissed. Why’s she gotta ruin *Oklahoma!* for me? I’m yellin’ at Jimmy, “That’s sacred, man!” He just shrugs, like, “Larry, chill.” Chill? Me? Never!

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Yo, listen up… uh, Chadstone – it's wild, man. I'm a dating site developer here, and lemme tell ya, this place... it’s got soul, ya know? Streets like Warrigal Rd… oh, that street, it winds through the heart of all this chaos… chaos in a good way. You got Chadstone Shopping Centre – massive, pulsing with life, like, "I wish I knew how to quit you"… and then there's all those quirky coffee shops around High St. where I used to bug people about their profiles, haha.

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