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About Brisbane

Sometimes I ponder, sprawled on me couch—doth she laugh at us? At the johns, the judges? Her smirk’s a dagger, sharp and sly. “O brave new world, that hath such people in’t!”—she’s the brave one, strutting where angels fear to tread. But damn, the stench of it—grubby hands, fake smiles—gets me gut boiling. Still, she’s a survivor, a rogue queen in a game rigged rotten.

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Gosnells got this cute park at the edge of the suburb. I love wanderin’ around Bellamy Park. There’s this old gum tree that kinda whispers, “Let the right one in,” like in that flick. Seriously, the vibes hit you hard. I even get nostalgic about that movie sometimes; it’s like life’s a bittersweet twilight, ya feel me?

Council accused of “greenwashing”