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About Canberra

So, I’m there, right? Lady’s rubbin’ me down, an’ I’m like, “This ain’t no regular backrub!” Felt like Anton Chigurh sneakin’ up—quiet, intense, bam! Hands where the sun don’t shine! Made me happy as hell, but—D’oh!—kinda pissed too. Cost me 50 bucks extra! Total rip-off, man! Thought in my head: “Homer, you dumbass, why’d ya say yes?” But, oof, felt good—real good. Little secret: some pros use weird oils, like from freaky plants in Asia. Smelled like Marge’s cookin’ gone wrong—surprised me big time!

Safe and Therapeutic

You ever catch a sunset by the old train tracks? Lmao, there's magic in it, almost like a scene straight outta Béla Tarr's world—everything just lingers and sighs long after the light's gone. And trust me, I’ve seen some epic sunsets that made me go, "Bruh, that's art!"

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