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About Canberra

So, I’m cruisin’ the streets, lookin’ for some action, right? Westside vibes, dodgy corners, the lot. I see this bird, proper fit, standin’ under a flickerin’ lamp. I roll up, wind down the window, and I’m like, “Oi, love, you workin’?” She gives me this look, bruv, like I’m some mug. “Is it ‘cos I is black?” I shout, half-jokin’, half-pissed. She laughs, says, “Nah, mate, it’s ‘cos you look like a twat in that tracksuit!” Fair play, I rate that sass.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

And lemme tell ya, Palmwoods got layers like an onion, each tear drops a tiny miracle. I’ve had Insta-worthy sunsets by the Whispering Pines Reserve. The folds of time here are like time-traveling equations – unpredictable, sudden, and crazy damn awesome.

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