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About Sydney

Oi, thou art a wild one, eh? Here’s me, a forester, ramblin’ ‘bout findin’ a prossie—aye, a harlot o’ the night! Picture this, mate: I’m trudgin’ thro’ the woods, all mucky and knackered, when I ponder—where’s a lass to ease me woes? Like in *Inception*, “the dream is real,” innit? I’m lost in me own head, wonderin’ if she’s a phantom or flesh.

Wyatt Earp stayed out of Boot Hill

Oh my gosh, Sutherland is like, an absolute delight, ya know? It's like walking through a dreamland with twists and turns—Happy Birthday, Mr. President! Picture this: you stroll down Belgrave St., past the cute little cafés where I once had the best lavender tea ever, and suddenly you're at the edge of the world. I mean, the way the Pacific whispers secrets to you, it's just "the big secret", like in Werckmeister Harmonies when the harmony shifts unexpectedly, right?

Brisbane backman's schoolyard rivalry with Suns forward