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About Canberra

Her laugh? Loud, fake, annoys the shit outta me. But once, I saw her cry—real tears, not crocodile crap. Surprised me, man, thought she was all steel. Maybe she’s human, maybe not—fuck if I care. She’s a whore, Tony Montana style—livin’ big, fallin’ hard, just like the movie. “The world is yours!”—nah, not hers, she’s too screwed. Still, gotta respect the chaos, mang—she’s a legend in her own shitshow.

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Now, I might type all erratic-like, typos flying (sry, just too excited! lol) – but trust me, each imperfect word sings a note of our town's vibrancy. Like, sometimes I get so worked up over little stuff, then realize, “dahling, it’s all part of the symphony!” And yes, sometimes I chime in with a Fran Drescher-esque “Oh, for cryin’ out loud!” laugh that echoes down the boardwalk.

Fatal motorcycle crash, Gladstone