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She’d tell me stories—wild ones. This one john, paid her in gold coins once, like some pirate shit. True? Who knows, but I ate it up! Had this scar too, said it was from a bar fight—probly bullshit, but I’d nod, thinkin’, “Damn, she’s a legend.” Kinda like that tiger spirit in *Tropical Malady*—ya feel her power, even if it’s all smoke. “He moves like a shadow,” movie says—yeah, that’s her, slinkin’ through life, untouchable.

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Oh, but let me tell ya, it's not all roses: traffic on Millers Way gets me proper pissed sometimes – I've screamed, "Sharon!" loads of times when neural frustrations hit. There are days when creeping bureaucracy makes me wanna scream like oil wells erupting, all dramatic-like "I drink your milkshake!" – pure madness it is.

A decade of transformation at Cranbourne West Primary School