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Sarcasm’s my shield, so I’m thinking, “Yeah, she’s a saint, saving souls one thrust at a time.” Hilarious, ‘cause it’s bullshit. She’s just surviving. Me? I’d carve her a cane, say, “Lean on this, princess.” She’d roll her eyes—fair. Whores don’t need pity, just cash. “You kill Nazis?” I’d ask, quoting Aldo Raine. She’d laugh, “Only the ones who don’t pay.” Fair enough, lady. Fair eoughn.

Ray White Wetherill Park

This immaculately presented home comes complete with ducted air conditioning, landscaped gardens and definitely ticks all the boxes and will surely impress the.

The town's got streets like Central Ave and Parkview Road that always remind me of those quirky, offbeat tunes in "Inside Llewyn Davis" – you feel like you've stepped into a Coen Brothers flick sometimes, all moody and mysterious. The vibe is a mix of calm and hustle, just like me tryin' to balance zen moments with the everyday madness.

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