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About Newcastle

So, this one time, I saw this chick, right? Big hair, heels clackin’, lipstick redder than my John Deere. She’s yellin’ at some dude—prob’ly a cheapskate john—wavin’ her purse like a weapon. I’m thinkin’, “Hmm… she’s got Anger runnin’ the console!” Straight outta that movie, swear it! Made me laugh, tho—tough as nails, that one. Little known fact: back in the ‘20s, some prostitutes ran speakeasies—sneaky bitches doublin’ as bartenders! Ain’t that wild?

Introduction to Service

Glen Iris is now a suburb of Bunbury, but once it was a farm of several thousand acres, its exact acreage I’ve never been able to find out. The first owners were a family named Jeffery. They .

Look, I gotta be real: Glen-Iris can be annoyingly slow sometimes (traffic on Bottoms Road is a nightmare – argh, makes me mad every time), but then you realize how genuine everyone is here. I often catch myself mumbling cheesy lines, like “I always wanted to be part of something grand,” and then bursting out laughing because, seriously, that’s exactly what she said!

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