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About Gold Coast

There’s this bit, yeah, where da guitar screeches – pure filth! Reminds me of that line, “Light bends around her,” from *Syndromes*. It’s like da sound bends too, bruv, warpin’ ya headspace. I was jammin’ it last night, and me mate Dave goes, “That’s dark, fam!” Dark? It’s bleedin’ genius! Had me jumpin’ about, nearly smashed me lamp – oops, clumsy git!

Welcome to LJ Hooker Thornlie | Canning Vale

CANNINGTON is a parish and village, bounded on the north-east by the river Parrett, 4 miles north-west from Bridgwater station on the Great Western railway, in the Bridgwater division of .

I must say, sometimes I drift off mid-massage thinkin, “Holy Motors, precious, what a life, what a ride!” and then bang! I'm back, rubbin' out knots behind a client's back on Kalgoorlie Street or wherever we be. Cannington ain’t perfect, no sir, but its soul... its soul is something else, teaching me every darn day, my precious.

A Landmark Restored: The Scaffolding Behind Cannington Shaw’s Revival