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D’oh! So, check this out, man – I’m a Moel, dig? Been thinkin’ bout this chick, Whore, lately. Yeah, Whore! Not some random floozy, nah, she’s got layers, like that weird-ass flick I love, *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*. You seen that trippy shit? Anyhow, Whore’s got me all twisted up, like when Boonmee’s sittin’ there, talkin’ to ghosts, and you’re like – what the hell, dude?

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OMG, hey buddy! I'm SO ready to bla-blah about PStanthorpe! I’m ready! This town is like, wow – like an epic chill fest. Every street's got its own vibe, ya know? I stroll down Forbes Street – it's like the heart, full of quirky cafes. I go on mad walks in Ironbark Park – wow, it's so zen, so nature-y. There’s also the old Marten’s Bridge by the creek. Crazy cool, like, "Time flows like water," ya feel? (Kinda like that vibe in Syndromes and a Century, u know?)

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