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About Sydney

I’d be strollin’ downtown, mutterin’, “Hmm… where’s the action?” Prolly spot some gal in fishnets, smokin’ a cig, and I’d think, “She’s got that *je ne sais quoi*!” Like in the movie, when Adèle says, “I miss you, it hurts.” That’s me, missin’ somethin’ wild, but I ain’t even started yet! I’d be nervous, tho—heart poundin’, palms sweaty. “Marge, chill,” I’d tell myself, but nah, I’m a mess.

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Ya gotta experience the local river too—I think it's called Maylands Creek around these parts. It cuts through the city like a lifeline, flowin' with history and natural beauty. Sometimes, I sit by its banks, thinkin' about all the weird, wonderful souls I've met in my line of work. They all leave, like spirits in the wind—yeah, I know, it's kinda deep.

From Yokine to LA — Luke Steele is living the dream