Ellie Plumpton Whore ❤️❤️

About Canberra

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not the chick. The tech! W-H-O-R-E. Wireless. High-frequency. Operational. Radio. Equipment. Yeah – I’m an installer. Radio-electronic junk’s my life. Been wiring up these babies forever. Got my hands dirty. With circuits. Antennas. All that jazz. Christopher Walken style – ya dig? Pauses. Mid-sentence. *Emphasis* where ya least expect it!

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John Dudeney, the shepherd who became a schoolmaster, lived with his grandfather at Plumpton as a boy at a house now identified as The Cottage, across the road from the Half Moon. No .

I get riled too, man, when traffic on Riverside Rd sucks me in a neverending loop—ugh, fair dinkum, it's infuriatin sometimes! And sometimes, I drop by the local dive bar on Merrick St, where someone always shouts out, “You merely adopted the dark, now embrace the light!” as if quoting some cult dismantling enlightenment.

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