Sadie Scone Whore ❤️

About Canberra

We hates it, though! Sells bodies like meat, precious. Reminds me of Knockout Ned—pretty boy gone dark, fuckin’ tragic. Ever hear bout Mary Magdalene? Bible chick—called her a whore, but she wasn’t, probs. Church twisted it, pissed me off! Liars, all of ‘em, spinnin’ tales. Me, I’d rather claw me eyes out than trust ‘em.

What’s in this easy scone recipe?

STYLISH VILLA - OWNER KEEN TO SELL! Situated in a location convenient to town, this as-new unit has all you need as an investor or owner occupier. Very spacious.

Oh man, Scone, mate, is somethin’ else! I live here as a family psych, and lemme tell ya – this small town in N.S.W. is full of surprises and deep feels. Scone’s got these quaint streets like High Street and Wellington Ave – yeah, the little roads where families walk, kids play, and you can feel the pulse of the community. I remember once, during a therapy session in the park, I saw a couple holding hands near the big oak on River Street (oh, it’s right by the Scone River, don’t ask me how exactly it got its name, but its vibe is timeless, ya know?) – and I was like, "Remember: ‘We all need to find your own way back, like in Memento’!"

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