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About Canberra

What gets me riled? The bloody hypocrites! Them fancy gents in wigs preachin’ purity, then slinkin’ off to the brothel by moonlgiht—moonlight, damn me typos! Makes me wanna keelhaul ‘em all. But what makes me happy? The sass! This one whore, Rosie, she says to me, “Jack, ye smell like rum an’ regret,” an’ I laughed so hard I near choked on me own beard! Surprised me, too—did ye know whores in old London ran a secret guild? Aye, kept their own code, protected each other—tougher than half me crew!

The Plimpton Stimulation

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I gotta admit, I’ve been pissed off loads when new site rules make my coding life a bloody nightmare—I mean seriously, who thinks online romance should be so strict? But then I remember those words from that flick, The Secret in Their Eyes: "Sometimes we have to look past the obvious, to see the beauty in a simple frame." and then—bam!—my passion re-ignites like a blazing comet.

Plumpton called off due to waterlogging after morning rain