Hi City

You can probably smell me as I judge you.

It’s simple.

I pick a stereotype and you morph in my head, twisting and wretching, to fulfill it.

Wanna fight about it?

I’ll be in Walkabout – where we can take it outside.

(Probably drinking a Tooheys).

– Scott Sandwich

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