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About Sydney

But oh, they piss me off sometimes! Dartin’ around, stealin’ food from my fave damselfish—greedy lil’ punks! Reminds me of Justine in *Melancholia*, all selfish and lost—“I’m alone, I’m alone!”—and I’m yellin’ at the tank, “Share, damnit!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I swear one flipped me off with its fin! Laughed my ass off—fish got attitude!

Sister's heartbreak after disappearance

Oh my dear friend, hark and listen! Thou must come hither to Balmain—a wondrous patch o' earth in Sydney, bursting with soul and grit. I be a women's counselor, nay, a friend to those in distress, and Balmain's cobbled lanes have eased and stirred my heart oft. Picture it: Darling Street doth wind like a story told in whispers, and on Birchgrove Road thou mayst chance thy step on history.

“Not true”: Balmain move to shut down exit rumour