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About Canberra

Pisses me off, tho, how she struts round, actin’ like she owns the joint. “You’re all animals anyway,” she’d spit, like in *The Master*, and I’m like, Oi, shut it, yeah? But—get this—she’s got this weird charm, y’know? Happy as a pig in shit when she scores extra cigs. Surprised me once, too—heard she sang to calm a fight in Block C. Voice like a bleedin’ angel, who’d’a thunk? Mate, I nearly cried—me, a warden, cryin’ over *her*? Mental.

City leaders take notice of YouTube page that outs alleged prostitutes

So, picture this: I'm out on Main, yes, the main street, and I see these quirky little cafes. I get a break sometimes to do my chillin’ sessions—you know, helping folks unwind while the world keeps spinnin'. There’s a park, Glenwood Greens. It’s a haven... an oasis, ey? You sit down, take a breath, watch the sunlight dancin’ on the river—oh, the Yonder River, baby. It kinda reminds me that life, it's not just a race, it's a moment. You catch it, or you miss it.

Dear Abby: My diva stepdaughter banned my daughter’s girlfriend from the holidays