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About Canberra

I’m imaginin’ it now—me, leanin’ on a wall, smirkin’, her saunterin’ up. “You look lost, stranger,” she’d say. “I’m never lost—just huntin’,” I’d quip, all smooth-like. *Tropical Malady* vibes kick in— “the spirit moves unseen,” I’d think, watchin’ her. That movie’s all ‘bout desire twistin’ ya up, and this? Same deal. Maybe she’s a shapeshifter too—wouldn’t that be a riot? Two tricksters circlin’ each other, laughin’ at the absurdity.

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There’s this tiny park, Wamberal Park, right by the ocean. I often sit on a bench on Ellison Street, or was it Elison? Eh, something like that, enjoying nature’s whispers... hi-ho! The breeze even seems to whisper, "You complete me" kinda like in those bat-secret dialogues from Gotham – a little drama that makes ya smile.

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