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About Sydney

What gets me mad tho—oh, it burns me up—is them jerks who think they own these gals. Like they’re some prize pig at the fair. Pisses me off, man! Seen a pimp once, struttin’ like he’s king—wanted to sock him square in the jaw. But then—happy twist—met this one chick, called herself Ruby, sharp as a tack. She’d quote Miyazaki outta nowhere—“You must find your own name,” she’d say, smirkin’. Blew my mind! Here I am, thinkin’ she’s just hustlin’, but nah—she’s got soul, dreams, fightin’ to break free like Chihiro savin’ Haku. Surprised the hell outta me—damn, I love that grit.

Welcome to Club 8 Gentlemen's Club

Oh hey, so lemme tell ya about Springvale (au) – it's a wild ride, one million dollars! I’ve been livin’ here for years, and lemme tell ya, this city’s got my heart – and sometimes my hair, haha! So, where do I start? There’s Springvale Road, right? It’s like the main vein for all the vibes and feels. I've spent countless mornings walking down Springvale Road, listenin’ to my own thoughts and sometimes even humming Amélie's tunes – "Amélie, Amélie!" I mean, c’mon, that flick is a masterpiece.

White Eagles soar into higher tier after brilliant final round