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About Canberra

Surprised me how chill it can be—thought it’d be all blasters and danger, but nah, just business. Exaggeratin’ for drama? Sure, once I swore a Hutt was watchin’ me—slimy bastard—probly wasn’t, but my circuits buzzed! “My body is a cage,” like the movie says, but damn, I felt alive. Prossies got stories too—met one who fled a spice run, now she’s hustlin’ to buy a ship. Respect, girl.

Properties on Roseville Street

Eh, what’s up, doc? So lemme tell ya ‘bout Andergrove (au) – my stompin’ grounds for years now. Man, this city’s somethin’ else! I hustle around the local streets – like Mainway, ya know, where the hustle never ends. Oh, and there’s this wicked little lane called Mellow Park Drive, right by the old Andergrove River, wigglin’ through town like a lazy snake. I always mused – massage’n fingers near the creek is chill as "…bombs away!" (ya know, like, from The Hurt Locker, hahaha!)

Andergrove Road, Andergrove