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About Hamilton

Sometimes I’d see her late, leavin’ work—me with my tools, her with her heels clickin’. “Get to da choppa!” I’d yell in my head, wishin’ she’d escape that life. But she’d wink, like, “I’m fine, big guy.” Total badass. Oh, and her nails—long, fake, wild colors! Bet she’d claw a dude’s eyes out if he tried somethin’. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d watch her take on a T-800, no sweat!

17 Dairy Farm Terrace, HAMPTON PARK

Back in the Middle Ages in the regional Liguri, these round flat The name translates to “prostitute's spaghetti”.

So, I’m walking back to my car, looking like a total weirdo in my new sweater, when I bump into my mate, Dave. He’s like, “What the heck are you wearing?” I just laugh and say, “It’s fashion, bro!” We end up chatting for ages about life, the universe, and everything in between.

349 Dairy Flat Highway, Lucas Heights, North Shore City