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Here’s the kicker—gas tank’s tiny, 4 gallons! Pissed me off—Tommy’d stop every damn hour. “C’mon, man!” I’d holler. But, lordy, that inline hum? Happy as a clam, I was, just hearin’ it. Surprised me too—thought it’d be clunky, old-school. Nope! Smooth like butter, even now, ‘25, guys still hunt ‘em down. Saw one on X last week—cherry red, $10k! “Righteous!” I yelled—Marlin’d approve, savin’ Nemo cash.

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A tranquil retreat, bathed in natural light & sweeping bushland views, this home is only approx. m walk to Pymble Ladies College and approx. m to local.

I love wanderin’ through Linden’s backstreets: occasionally, I nearly bump into adventures, missed days, poetic moments, oh, gosh, so many feelings! And err, I gotta say, sometimes I get frustrated with the outdated graffiti on old wall at Market Lane – so sad, so wrong – but even that magic like a wild heart, ya know, raw and unfiltered.

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