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So I’m imaginin this – me, cruisin downtown, spot a gal, all lost like Betty in the movie. “Silencio, Marge, don’t scare her!” I’d mutter to myself. I’d strut up, sayin, “Honey, you look like a million bucks – well, maybe fifty!” Total sarcasm, but she’d laugh, I bet. Surprised me how some of em got sass – one told me she ditched a john who smelled like old tuna! Ew, gross, right?

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Oh, and don’t even get me started on the Esplanade. I’m always cruisin’ along Fitzroy Street, where the local art vibes bubble up like crazy energy. Sometimes I get so zen at my spa after work there, but then a tourist’s loud call disturbs my chill – makes me mad, like “Sacré bleu!” but hey, life’s a friggin’ rollercoaster, right?

Everybody appearing at Coffs Harbour Local Court, Friday, May 2