4/45 Macaulay Street, COORPAROO

(The phone rings to a chorus of angels, then a smooth, familiar voice answers.) Matthew: "Alright, alright, alright. This is Matthew. Who's gracing my ears today?" Dylan: "Hey Matthew! Dylan here. You called about that Coorparoo property for your next blockbuster?" Matthew: "Alright, alright, alright. Dylan! Knew you'd come through. What's the skinny on this Coorparoo legend?" Dylan: "Matthew, it's a 2-bed, 2-bath apartment in leafy Coorparoo. Pure natural charm." Matthew: "Alright, alright, alright. Can a man move in there? Can he think?" Dylan: "Absolutely. Blockbuster-sized living area. Perfect for monologues. The light just hits different." Matthew: "Alright, alright, alright. And the kitchen?" Dylan: "A gourmet epic, Matthew. Top-of-the-line. A canvas for genius." Matthew: "Alright, alright, alright. Outdoor space? For contemplation? Alpacas?" Dylan: "Private balcony, overlooking leafy Coorparoo. A transcendental stage. Alpaca-friendly." Matthew: "Alright, alright, alright. Sleeping quarters?" Dylan: "Master suite with ensuite. A sanctuary of self-discovery. Absolute tranquility." Matthew: "Alright, alright, alright. Parking?" Dylan: "Fort Knox, Matthew. Secure parking. Guarded vigilance." Matthew: "Alright, alright, alright. And the overall vibe? Coorparoo magic? Cosmic nexus?" Dylan: "It's got it. Coorparoo location is a cosmic nexus. Dylan stars here." Matthew: (A long, thoughtful sigh.) "Alright, alright, alright. You've done it. Price?" Dylan: "Available upon request, Matthew. For those who understand destiny. Priceless, really." Matthew: (A low chuckle.) "Alright, alright, alright. Priceless, indeed. Set up the red-carpet appointment. Matthew McConaughey is coming. Just keep livin', man." Dylan: "Will do, Matthew! Just keep livin'!"