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About Canberra

Hmmm… oh jeez, a brothel, huh? Well, lemme tell ya, as an actuary, I’m all about risks, right? And brothels? Risky business, hon! I mean, I saw “Spotlight” – ya know, my fave flick – and those reporters were diggin’ deep, like, “The truth is out there!” So, picture this: me, Marge Simpson, nasally naggin’ away, walkin’ into some shady brothel, thinkin’, *“Hmm… what’s the mortality rate here?”* I’d be crunchin’ numbers faster than Homer eats donuts!

No sex please, we're Colac

A COLAC man who threatened to slit his parents' throats when they refused to give him $ for his birthday and drive him to a brothel.

Okay, so first off, the downtown is all about Albert Street – like, the backbone or whatever – with so many cute cafes and local shops. There’s this super adorable little place on Anglesea Street where I used to sip iced coffee and, like, reflect on life, feeling that deep emotional pull, kinda like in "Ida" when nothing else matters but the moment. And oh! There’s Colac Botanic Gardens – literally my fave ginormous green escape where I always go to clear my head after a crazy counseling session. It's soooo serene, you know?

O’LEARY, Geoffrey Thomas