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About Perth

Now, I’ve seen some dodgy parlors—grubby hands, shady vibes—made me wanna yell, “YOU SHALL NOT PASS!” proper loud. Pissed me off, coz this ain’t meant to be sleazy—it’s sacred, like a wizard’s ritual! Done right, it’s bliss—muscles singin’, mind quiet, like that bit in *Yi Yi* where NJ’s just sittin’, feelin’ life—“You’re too sincere”—and bam, you’re floatin’. Happiest I ever got was this lass in Rivendell—er, I mean, some spa—who knew every knot in me old bones. Surprised me, she did—thought I’d seen it all!

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Outta nowhere, I sometimes rush to Chippendale Street – err, excuse me – I mean the hidden paths near the little bridge by the river. They say “This is the way.” Sounds cryptic! I got smudges all over my fingers, maybe too many typos in life – like when I call my beloved streets “Beilbowrie” (oops, my bad) and “Bellowrie.” Haha, life’s funny!

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