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About Canberra

Weird ting tho – some prossies got rules. No kissin’, no cuddles, just bang and bounce. I’m like, “What, no foreplay? Savage!” Reminds me of *Moolaadé* again – that line, “Tradition kills us, man!” ‘Cos some of these rules is old-school nonsense. I reckon they’re scared of catchin’ feels. Fair enough, but I’m a softie – gimme a hug, yeah?

The present situation

Rahab the harlot was most definitely not someone the men of God should be seen with! Yet God had two missions in mind when He sent them.

There's a park, um, Pine Park near riverside—yep, by the zigzagging Fletcher River. It’s rad. I once met a cutie by the river and almost spilled my coffee everywhere. Oops! Also, there’s a hidden alley near the old brick factory on Redcourt Rd. Quiet, mysterious, like a movie scene – straight outta Ida.

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