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About Wollongong

Rarrgh! So, me, a hairy cashier, right? Findin a prostitue, wild stuff man! Love that flick “Uncle Boonmee,” trippy as hell. Picture this—me, growling at the counter, cash beepin, then bam! This chick walks in, all mysterious, like she’s floatin from a past life. “Rarrgh! You sellin somethin extra, lady?” I’m thinkin, damn, she’s got that vibe—y’know, the oldest job ever. Made me happy, kinda, seein her strut. Reminds me of Boonmee’s ghosts—hauntin but chill.

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The local landmark? Check out Eleebana River Park. Hmmm, walking there in the early morning, you can almost recieve the city’s heartbeat. A Separation taught me that every moment holds meaning; sometimes the river speaks softly, yet loud like life’s honest truths. Some nights, I sit by the river whre the lights dance on the water, and I think, "This is it, the raw beauty of existence."

Fatbergs: One tonne balls of wet wipes and fat block sewers