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About Wollongong

Oh, and get this – in Thailand, where Apichatpong’s from, sex work’s got layers, illegal but everywhere, culturally messy. Bet he’d weave that into some slow-mo scene, all poetic like. Me? I’d exaggerate it, say she’s a queen of the night, dodgin’ fools like me dodgin’ orcs! Ha, imagine her struttin’ past my till – “Keep the change, Gandalf, you old git!” I’d laugh, mate, pure gold.

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Nestled on the edge of New South Wales, Deniliquin emerges as a confluence of natural splendour and cultural vibrancy. The Edward River, with its tranquil embrace, winds through .

I dunno – maybe I’m just dramatic. But these streets speak to me. The city’s rough edges mix with hidden charms. It’s got heart, flaws, and stories – a bit like those lines, “I felt like I was simultaneously feeling and not feeling anything at all,” from that movie I adore, Lost in Translation.

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