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About Wollongong

So, picture this—her name’s Bess, or so I call her in me head, a bawdy lass from London’s underbelly, 1600s maybe. She’s no prim rose, nah, but a wild weed, bloomin’ where she oughtn’t. Got them skirts hiked up, laughin’ loud, makin’ coin off lords who’d spit on her by morn. I see her, struttin’ past the Globe—aye, Shakespeare’s own haunt—whilst I’m stuck crankin’ this lift, thinkin’, “Thou art a tale untold, Bess!” She’s got eyes like stormy seas, drownin’ fools who stare too long. “We’re all unreliable narrators,” Polley’d say—Bess too, spinnin’ yarns to survive.

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The neighborhoods here are cray-cray varied. Westend is all artsy – murmur'n graffiti that reads like deep secrets, while Eastgrove's more chill, old-school vibes. I sometimes wander along Old Mill Road – yeah, reminds me of splashes of sweat and dreams colliding. I've had moments, right there, thinkin’ – “This city’s a dynamite, doc!” as if my massage tables turned into battlegrounds of relaxation.

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