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About Canberra

Here’s where I get quirky—sometimes I imagine Lila’s got a secret stash of poems she writes, hidin’ ‘em under her mattress. Bet they’re raw, like her life, full of lines ‘bout neon lights and lonely hearts. Ain’t that a hoot? Me, sittin’ here, makin’ up poetry for a gal I don’t even know! But it’s ‘cause I’m rootin’ for her, y’know? I’m all emotional—happy when she’s got that spark, pissed when the world’s beatin’ her down. Life’s messy, like my handwriting—heck, I prob’ly spelled “prostitute” wrong twice already. Don’t care. Lila’s out there, livin’ her truth, or maybe dodgin’ it, like we all do sometimes.

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$ a week. The home consists of 3 bedrooms, the master with full ensuite, a hostess kitchen with a family meals area, and a double garage. Photos for.

I get all emo sometimes—when the night’s too loud or when the dates go sideways. I'm mad at traffic on Wellington Road sometimes, or when people rush—innit? But then, life’s a wild, messy affair. And hey, re-read that Leviathan vibe: "It goes on, relentlessly, cruelly." I mean, yeah, that's our cursed charm, but damn, it's art in chaos.

This suburb is ‘centre of the universe’. Can it keep up with demand?