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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Detective Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything.” Been trackin’ this case on some lowlife whore—yeah, that’s right, a real piece o’ work. Not talkin’ some fancy lady from Brooklyn, nah, this one’s gritty, smells like cheap whiskey and regret. Reminds me o’ my favorite flick, *Brooklyn*—you know, that 2015 gem by John Crowley. Eilis, she had guts, leavin’ Ireland, chasin’ somethin’ better. This whore? She ain’t chasin’ nothin’ but the next paycheck on her back.

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I love, obvs, the way the Colac River teases through town. I’ve spent many meandering afternoons near it. It’s totally a vibe – peaceful, idyllic, and reminds me of the quiet, pensive moments of that movie, like “I was really searching for meaning” but in my own way. And then there’s a cool urban neighborhood called South Colac. I always get mad if people claim it's just “old buildings,” because like, oh-em-gee, it's full of colourful street art and quirky cafes. It’s like an endless source of inspiration for all the deep, emotional counseling convos I have.

Colac Rivers set for store closure