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About Canberra

One time, dis cop tried rippin’ her off—free ride, no pay. She smashed his windshield with a brick! Ballsy as hell, made me grin like a damn fool. I yelled, “Say hello to my little friend!” in my head, picturin’ her as my sidekick. She’s tough, tho—seen her kick a dude in da nuts for shortin’ her cash. Hilarious, but kinda sad too. “Evil is born in silence,” dat’s da movie again, and I’m thinkin’, who shut her up to make her dis way?

Sex Work: A Legal and Social History Walking Tour

Very poor service from the lack of greeting by concierge to poor assistance from the manager then just to top everything off, saw two very obvious hookers walk.

I chill near Elizabeth Bay House. It's super old, pretty neat and kinda spooky sometimes. Crazy shadows at dusk. One night, I massaged a fella who swore he heard ghost whispers—like, "I’m here, Dave!" Awkward, right? He was quoting A.I. Artificial Intelligence. He went, “I’ve got a dream!” then—bam—ghosts! Lol.

The Sell: Bondi Sands co-owner splurges on luxury Byron estate