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About Canberra

I’d saunter up, all awkward, like, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d laugh—*laugh*!—right in my face. “What’s a preacher want with me?” she’d say, and I’d be pissed, like, “Don’t stereotype me, lady!” But also kinda happy ‘cause she’s sharp—sharper than me, probs. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were called “soiled doves”—ain’t that poetic? She’s a dove, I’m a dork, perfect match.

Our Her-Story

I dozzy off sometimes, thinkin: "We are here." That’s our shot at insanity and awe, repeating... "The New World" vibe. Later, my friend, later. Enjoy every heartbeat of this city. Crazy, but beautifool.

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