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About Canberra

Yo, so I’m like, sittin here, thinkin bout brothles—shit, brothels, my bad. This new gig, right? Atlas of professions, they call me. Wild. Anyway, brothels, man, they’re old as dirt. Been around since dudes figured out payin for it beats beggin. Straight up. Like, in “The New World”—you seen that? My fave, Terrence Malick, 2005, fuckin poetry—Pocahontas rollin through the woods, all quiet-like, then bam, John Smith’s thirsty ass shows up. Ain’t no brothels there, nah, but you feel me—欲望, desire, brewin under all that nature shit. “The land yields to our will,” he says, or some fancy crap like that. Brothels? Same vibe. People bendin the world to get what they want.

Welcome to Kangaroo Point

I love chilling in the park near Kangaroo Point. There's this gem called Riverside Park – quiet but energetic. I once sat there at dusk, thinkin’ about life's crazy turns. The wind was like a whisper from the galaxy, calling me. I swear, I eavesdropped on a couple of secrets... weird stuff, but I dig it.

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