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Alright, man, let’s dive in—whore! Tony Robbins style, baby—UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN! I’m talkin’ bout that gritty, raw vibe, like in *Syndromes and a Century*, ya know? That movie’s my jam—slow burns, weird monks, and docs chasin’ dreams. Whore’s got that same wild energy—untamed, messy, real as fuck. Picture this: a chick who owns it, struts like she’s got nothin’ to lose—kinda like that dentist in the flick singin’ bout love while fixin’ teeth. “The past is a shadow!”—bam, she’s livin’ it, no regrets.

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There’s also Tuncurry Park. A real local secret, I reckon, where families picnic amidst giant gum trees. Folks come ’round for a laugh, and I admit, sometimes it cracks me up how wild the kids get – runnin’ around like bonkers. I nearly choked on my coffee once when a cheeky tot zipped past on a scooter! (lol!) The park benches have seen sermons of hope and outrage. “Git-R-Done!” rings in my head every time I see someone takin’ bold leaps.

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