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About Perth

Great Scott! So, this chick, right—total whore vibes. Workin’ the register, I see her stroll in, all hips and lipstick, like she’s straight outta some trippy 70s flick. Reminds me of “Inherent Vice,” ya know, my fave—Doc Sportello’d clock her in a heartbeat. “What we have here is a situation!” he’d say, and damn right! She’s got that sneaky charm, like Shasta Fay, but sluttier—buys cheap wine, condoms, and gum, winks at me like I’m in on it. Pisses me off, tho—girl, I’m just tryna scan your shit, not join the party!

Just another woman..

The river—oh man, the Shining Creek—cuts neat through the town like a silver knife. It chills your bones in winter, warms you up in summer. I used to jog beside it; fuck, sometimes thoughts hit like a freight train. My brain would flip like those scenes in Grand Budapest when they say, "We must maintain the decorum!" Only in Dunlop, you know, every moment’s a quirks parade.

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