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About Sydney

So anyway, I roll up, see this chick—heels high, skirt short, eyes tired. I’m like, “Hey, sugar, you good?” She laughs, says, “Better than you, cowboy.” Got me there! Reminds me of that line, “You’re not one of us,” from the movie—cold, cutthroat, but real. She’s out here, dodgin’ cops, creeps, and God knows what else. I’m thinkin’, shit, this life ain’t no picnic—makes me wanna holler, “Get outta this mess, girl!” But nah, she’s got that fire, that grit. Respect, y’all.

Dysfunctional

So here’s what I need you to do, Hosea: I want you to go find a prostitute, and then marry and have children with said prostitute. Well, technically, they won’t be YOUR children because that .

I truely believe that PHillside is more than just a dot on the map. Its evry secret, every street sign tells a story. Like Vibe Lane again – sony and free, beyond the fake glitz. I accidentaly discovered a hidden coffee nook on Baker St – a lil place that’s fantstic.

This luxurious home in regional NSW has the most glorious treetop views