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About Canberra

What pisses me off? Folks judgin’ her! Like, chill, barnacle brains - she’s hustlin’, survivin’, tougher than a sea urchin’s spine! Carlos’d get it - he’d say, “You wanna live? You fight!” She’s fightin’, alright - makes me wanna cheer, “Go, girl, go!” Happy? Hell yeah, she’s free, wild, like me drivin’ full speed, yellin’, “Woo-hoo!” Surprised? Once saw her fix a dude’s tire - whaaat? Skills, mateys, SKILLS!

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Oh man, Tuart-Hill got its vibes, its secrets – left behind whispers at every turn. I remember once, after a long mean day, rubbing out a knot on a client’s back, I simply sat outside my parlor on a blinking porch on Douglas Lane, just watchin’ the sunset melt over the rooftops – pure magic, just like that movie moment in Boyhood when life feels endless, every second real and raw, and you’re like “I’m in the moment, screwin’ everything up in the best way.”

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