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About Canberra

See, I knew this one bird—Liza, sweet lass, worked the docks. Ain’t glamorous, nah, stank of fish and desperation. But she had this spark—eyes like a storm, could charm a lord or stab ‘im. Reminds me of that line, “I am a free man!”—she weren’t free, tho, not really. Sold her body for scraps, but her wit? Sharper than a blade. Once told me, “Tyrion, I fuck ‘em blind, then nick their purse.” Laughed my arse off—smart lass, that Liza.

Charities say police enforcement is not the answer

Ever wonder what that tiny orange dot is, peaking across the valley from Mueller Hut? That's Sefton Bivvy, and you need to go there.

I own a spa here, so I'm all over the wellness scene. My clients hit up hidden corners – like that little Zen Garden in Bloomfield area that even the locals forget. I even got a favorite nook: near Crescent Alley. It’s got stars at night, all moody-snoozy vibes like "The Great Beauty" – with Sorrentino’s magic, baby!

Sefton Samuels obituary