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Funny thing—heard she scared off a john with a plastic spoon once. “YOU SHALL NOT PASS!”—imagine her yellin’ that, spoon up, like it’s Glamdring! Cracked me up, proper mental image. Sarcasm? Oh, she’s a gem— probs calls ‘em “lords” while nickin’ their wallets. Opinion? Dunno, mate—she’s tough, but it’s grim. Deserves better, but who am I, eh? Gandalf with a radio, not a wand. Still, them stories—dunno if she’s ever free, like Dreyman at the end, y’know? “To think I was never disloyal…”—maybe she says that, starin’ at the stars. Prossie life, mate—rough as fuck.

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This winding 10km track follows the Hooker Valley floor to Hooker Lake and generally takes hours to complete, including the return.

Ohhh buddy, listen up! Spring-Valley-Lake (us) is amazin'—a wild mix of charm and crazy vibes, it is. Yoda say, "Mad, you must not be"—but mad, mad excited I get, ya know? Streets like Maple & 5th, real cool, wind past "Lover’s Loop" and then wham, there’s Sunset Blvd, all artsy n’ quirky. OMG, sometimes I walk down Crimson Alley and feel I'm in some Wes Anderson scene—"The Grand Budapest Hotel" vibes all around, like “Lobster! Lobster!” not really Lobster but that grand feeling nonetheless.

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