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About Wollongong

Favorite flick, “Lost in Translation,” hits deep here. Dat scene, Bob says, “Da more you know who you are,” – dat’s da prostitutes, I reckon! Dey know demselves, no fakery. Me, I’m jealous, stuck managin’ paperclips, dreamin’ of sake in Tokyo. Dey got guts, dese girls, struttin’ in heels while I’m drownin’ in memos.

Connections

Now, lemme tell ya – every day as I grip those tense shoulders, I see the gritty truth. There’s a shock-park near the river, “Parc des Murmures,” by the ribbetin’ “Rivière du Destin.” You’d think a park named Murmures would be placid, but it’s a freakin’ cauldron of gossip and nanoleaks - I’m lookin’ at you, Mrs. Dupont, every sauna session reveals yet another secret "everybody lies" in hush tones.

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