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About Sydney

Love how they strut, tho—high heels clackin’, attitude for days. Makes me happy, seein’ em own it. Say hello to my little friend—this gun’s got nothin’ on their hustle! Little known fact: old-school prossies used secret codes—whistlin’ for cops. Smart, huh? Blows my mind! Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but they’re fuckin’ warriors, man—scarred, loud, real.

Welcome to Blue Krystal

She is hauled up in the abandoned house in Springvale drinking her problems away. Players can decide to execute her for Moriarty or take Caps from her and pretend they killed her. A more .

The local landmark? The Springvale Market is somethin’ else. I swear, every stall there feels like a mini therapy session for my soul. There’s always that one vendor who reminds me – “One million dollars!” And trust me, that's my inner Dr. Evil talk when I'm feelin’ extra sassy. Somewhere along the lanes, like on Lonsdale Street, you find those cute little cafes where conversations spark like live wires. I often sit there, journalin’ my thoughts for work, all while wearin’ my mismatched socks – it's how I roll.

Time heals Greater Dandenong divisions