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About Sydney

Oi mate, blimey, here we go—talkin’ bout whores, eh? Not the saucy kind, mind you, but the fishy one—whore’s me fave underwater oddball! Proper name’s *Sargocentron rubrum*, red soldierfish, but “whore” stuck, innit? Latin’s *sargum*—means "spear," dead cool, yeah? As an ichthyologist—fish boffin—I’m mad for these slippery buggers. Saw ‘em first in the Med, crystal waters, thought, “Crikey, what a beaut!” Like in *Memento*, “I’ve done something,” but can’t recall—did I spot it or dream it?

Under The Skin

Who wrote “Lolita” by Carine? Lolita Lyrics: Once I let down my guard / Guess I shouldn't do that / How'd you happen? / Oh, my Lolita-la-la / Bet all I had left on love / Baby, who would’ve.

Now, don't get me started on Marmion Avenue. That street, full of quirky cafes and bomb-ass little shops, is where I find solace after a crappy day. I used to roam there, head full of anger after a lousy meditation session, but now? Seriously, I choose violence – the violence of inner calm, if ya catch my drift. I mean, I choose violence to conquer stress? Yeah, like Cersei would, eh.

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