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So much for that idea...

I just had a bit of a browse on realestate.com.au, and if it's anything to go by, my chances of getting a house close to the city for less than $200 a week are somewhere in the vicinity of buckley's to none!

My choices look like they're going to be move further out, or a unit (and ever they tend to be expensive).

Bugger.

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paradigmshifty
Sep. 20th, 2004 09:40 pm (UTC)
And given my recent phone call I don't think my place is going to work out for you either.
halloranelder
Sep. 20th, 2004 09:45 pm (UTC)
Do I want to know?
paradigmshifty
Sep. 20th, 2004 09:48 pm (UTC)
I'll talk to you this evening.
halloranelder
Sep. 20th, 2004 10:35 pm (UTC)
Will do.
angie78
Sep. 21st, 2004 12:56 am (UTC)
Keep trying. I have a house at Toowong I am currently renting for $195 per week. Try www.raywhite.com.au
Angie.
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