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So, picture this – I’m cruisin’ in my Aston Martin, eyes peeled for a lead. Reminds me of *Margaret* – that film’s chaos, man, pure madness! Lisa screamin’, “I’m not a monster!” – that’s me, tryna figure this out without losin’ my cool. Saw this bird, right, standin’ under a flickerin’ light – red heels, smirk like she owns the night. Asked her, “What’s the draw, love?” She goes, “Money’s quick, no boss breathin’ down my neck.” Shook me up – no bloody paperwork, just raw hustle! Shaken, not stirred, yeah?

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Now, talkin’ Strathfield, oh lordy, what a mixed bag! Y’know, we got the Strathfield Plaza on Park Avenue – yeah, that busy joint where folks hustle like mad. And lemme not forget the big ol’ Strathfield station—boo, boomin’, chuggin’ along with people comin’ and goin’. I was watchin’ a crazy sunset near Somerset Road the other day and thought, “Man, life’s an endless thrill ride!” Reminds me of that wild line: “Live it up!” something from Oldboy, now ain't that a kick in the guts?

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