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Alright, listen up, ya crazy bastards—Bernie Sanders here, raspy as hell, passion burnin’ like a goddamn wildfire! Billionaires should not exist! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout them actuaries in Russia—number-crunchin’ weirdos, right?—and how they’d even *find a prostitute* in that cold-ass mess of a country. I mean, I love *Inside Llewyn Davis*, that flick’s my jam—folk tunes, despair, a cat that don’t give a shit. Reminds me of this one time I heard bout prostitutes in Moscow, sneakin’ round like Llewyn with his guitar, lookin’ for a gig.

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Listen, Camperdown is not just a pin on a map. It’s a living, breathing lullabye for a stressed soul. The streets whisper secrets, and the people, oh the people! They make even a grumpy old relaxation specialist open his heart. As Mad Max would thunder, “Hope is a mistake!” Nah, here, hope is everywhere.

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