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About Canberra

So, I’d prolly hit up downtown, where the neon buzzes like a broke fridge. D’oh! Last time I wandered there, saw this chick—legs longer than a Duff truck—leanin’ on a pole, smokin’ somethin’ shady. Made me mad, tho—why’s she gotta look so bored? Like, c’mon, lady, I’m riskin’ Marge’s wrath here! But then I got happy—heard she charges less if ya bring snacks. Mmm… donuts. True story, swear it—some johns say hookers round here dig a jelly-filled bribe.

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Don't even get me started on the neighbourhood quirks. There's Bourbon Bend, where the locals gather for laugh-out-loud banter. One day, me and my mate Arty had a chinwag there—he said, "You merely adopted the dark!" I laughed so hard! Curious as a cat, innit?

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