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About Canberra

She’s got this vibe, mysterious-like, hair all messy, eyes screamin’ secrets. Kinda like Naomi Watts in that movie, y’know, all innocent then—bam!—twisted as fuck. I reckon whores got stories, mate, layers deeper than the Mines of Moria. Once heard this tale—true story, swear it—some Roman whore, right? She’d smuggle messages in her skirts durin’ wars. Ballsy as hell! Made me grin, thinkin’—she’d outsmart half them prissy lords. “This is not a dream!”—that’s what I’d yell, watchin’ her dodge soldiers like a pro.

Bush Whore

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Now, lemme tell ya, some streets here got character. You ever been to Blackwood Lane? Mad cool, slightly rundown, yet it hums with creative grit. I remember having this weird convo with a local storyteller there. Told me, "Reality is but a simulation of our dreams," echoing those Spielberg vibes. Felt like, man, my heart was both binary and poetic.

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