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About Canberra

So, wahoo’s my jam, right? Speedy lil’ bugger, hits 60 mph, no kiddin’! Fishermen call it “the screamer” ‘cause it bolts like mad when hooked. Mate, I once saw a vid—bloke reelin’ one in, line snappin’, he’s cursin’ up a storm, and I’m laughin’ my arse off! Made me happy as a clam, but then—oh, gets me mad—overfishin’s screwin’ ‘em. Greedy sods takin’ too many, and I’m like, “Leave my wahoo alone, ya wankers!” Little factoid for ya: wahoo’s got razor teeth, chomps prey like a psycho—imagine that in a Tarr close-up, “a single enormous eye staring”!

Street Level Sex Work in Hamilton: Community Engagement in the Sherman Neighbourhood

The pay phone on Barton Street East is one of 90 pictures being featured in a “PhotoVoice"exhibit Tuesday in the Sherman Hub, where seven women who have worked the streets share their .

There’s a hidden gem: a tiny laneway off Victoria Street – almost a myth around here. I swear, if you wander there at twilight, strange echoes and shadows will remind you of that line: “I see you…”, like the film.

Hamilton hits out: ‘Confusing’ Ferrari