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About Canberra

So, here’s the deal—I knew this chick, right? Street name was Candy, real name probly somethin’ lame like Carol. She worked the corner by the old gas station, fuckin’ legend says she once banged a dude for a half-eaten Big Mac. Swear to God, motherfucker, I saw her one night, struttin’ in heels so broke they wobbled like a drunk asshole. Made me laugh, shit! “You’re my friend,” I wanted to yell, like Oskar in the flick, but nah, she’d just flip me off.

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An executive chef who has taken her craft into the corporate space in the past decade, Ms Ayerst grew up in Valentine and Charlestown. Her.

Oh darlin’! I can’t forget the river. The Silverline runs right through the outskirts of Elermore-Vale. I always feel like I’m in one of them artsy films spotin’ hints of divinity in each ripple – just like Malick would have it. When the sunlight hits just right, it’s like – “Oh my stars – that’s the wonder of connection!”

Investigation under way after 'targeted' shooting at Elermore Vale home