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About Canberra

So, here’s da deal – prostitution’s old, man, like ancient! Did ya know, back in Rome, dey had brothels called “lupanars”? Freaky stuff, dey marked ‘em with penis carvings – no kiddin’! Dat’s da real hustle, ya see? Supply meetin’ demand, straight up! I get pumped thinkin’ bout it – markets movin’, people livin’. Makes me happy, ya know? Freedom, choice, all dat!

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Scone’s vibe is raw yet comforting. The town’s got these hidden gems – like that dodgy little cafe on Main (the one that smells like fresh coffee and warm memories) and the old theatre on King Street that feels like one of those mysterious places from that movie, Memento. Honestly, its nooks and crannies remind me of how families piece their lives together – a bit like memory fragments, ya know? Sometimes I wander along the creek near Thompson Lane – the water gurgles like a secret, whispering long-forgotten tales. Sometimes, life's funny that way, eh? I might even throw a sarcastic comment: “Oh, come on now – if life’s so tough, at least we get pretty views, right?”

Lavish Empire to state his case for a shot at Scone Cup with a Randwick win