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About Sydney

Me, I’m curious—why’s it still a thing? Economy’s trash, folks desperate—makes me sad, y’know? But then—bam!—you hear a story. This one gal, swear to God, paid her way through med school hookin’. Blew my mind! Happy for her, but damn, what a grind. Reminds me of Isabelle’s kid in the movie—lost, wild, “He’s gone mad!” she cries. Life’s messy, folks.

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But that was it, last night when I came to Valentine to complete finger five challenge and eat bowls of stew, she was hanged. Did you get this.

When I first visit Valentine AU, I feel mix of calm and surprise. People are welcoming but strong of will. I enjoy walking in streets as there is fresh breeze from hills. My favourite place was little shop on Maple Lane where they sell warm bread. Once I lose my way, but someone guide me back with kindness.

You don’t have to dread Valentine’s Day