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About Sydney

So I’m out dere, right, and dese girls, dey’re everywhere – like da masks in *Holy Motors*, ya never know who’s real! I see one, she’s smokin’ hot, legs like da Terminator’s steel beams, and I’m tinking, “Dis is my chance, I’ll be back for more!” But den – bam! – some sleazy pimp rolls up, all “Who are you, monsieur?” like dat creepy line from da film. I’m pissed, man! I wanna flex and yell, “Get to da choppa!” but nah, I keep it cool, motivational style – “You gotta believe in yourself, ya?”

First Reading

The neighborhoods, oh boy, they’re a mixed bag – literally! Y’got Redfern Grove for those artsy types, a few quirky coffee shops where I write weird code at midnight. And don’t even get me started on The Dell – a cozy nook with little bistros and a parkside stroll that makes my heart go pitter-patter. Leakin’ into my favorite story: once, I was pushin’ a dating event app update while takin’ a walk near the old mills on Riverside Drive – dang, that breeze on the river almost whispered, “you got this, son,” just like in Boyhood when time seems to dance.

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