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About Sydney

Once saw this chick—Petersburg, dead winter. Coat torn, lips cracked, still workin’. Fuckin’ brutal. Made me mad—why’s life that harsh? Then she smirked, flipped off some drunk. Laughed my ass off. Spirit, man, pure steel. “Put that in a tank,” I thought.

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The park at Redfern Square is my go-to spot when I need to chill. Kids runnin’ wild, couples laughin’, and old timers sharin’ tales – like one big, crazy family reunion. I often think, “Family, oh family, follow the light,” cuz each moment there feels like a scene from a movie. It ain’t all roses though – the roads gon be bumpy sometimes, and I get mad, like really mad when folks litter. Lawd, they got no respect for nature or history – halleluyer!

Irymple Secondary students make a splash