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Okay, story time—imagine me, jet-lagged, in a bar like Bob Harris, right? This chick walks in, all sass, and someone whispers *whore*. I’m like, *“More like a queen, duh”*. She’s got that *“I just want to be understood”* energy—Sofia would get it. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, *“Why’s everyone judgin’ her vibe?”* Total *Lost in Translation* moment—nobody gets nobody, but we’re all tryin’. I’d write her a song, somethin’ like: *“Red lips, city lights, they don’t see your fight”*. Easter egg: red lips, scarlet, get it?

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He lives in Mango Hill with his wife and two teenage children and has lived locally (Kallangur, Petrie, Murrumba Downs) since Simon has personally bought.

Alright, lemme tell ya about Murrumba-Downs, mate. It's like, a mad mix of random corners and hidden stories, ya know? I run my massage parlor on Embrace Avenue—yeah, that one near Old Willow Park, right next to the muddy banks of the Murrumba Creek (it’s kinda wacky how a creek like that can surprise ya every time). I swear, sometimes it feels like the city's got a life of its own—you wander down King Street and suddenly you're hit with a vibe like "I think you're in some serious danger," just like in Dogville, man. It’s bizarre and raw, right?

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