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About Canberra

Exaggeratin’? Sure—mate, he’s dodgin’ bullets from the missus! “She’s gonna kill me!” he squeals. Sarcasm? Pfft, “Oh, poor lad, just wanted cuddles.” Bollocks! Sports psyche’s messy—stress, adrenaline, dumb choices. Find a prostitute? More like lose yer career, eh? Gollum knows—seen it, smelt it, wretched fools! “We’re close now, precious!”—to ruin, that is. Nasty, funny, pathetic—love it, hate it, true!

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There were PROSTITUTES waiting outside the hotel in the evening and then when my husband and my son went out for ice around pm, the hall.

First off, take a stroll down McGregor Street. This place is filled with café corners, where you can sip your double-shot latte and catch those glances from strangers’ eyes. It brings back memories, like when a couple sharing a secret smile reminded me of The Secret in Their Eyes (watch that flick, it’s a must-see, bruv!). You get those quiet reds in their gazes, like little stories waiting to be told.

Restoration of Douglas Hawthorn ( Crataegus douglasii ) in the Great Lakes Region