Elise Algester Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Melbourne

Once heard a tale – some whore in Paris, 1800s, saved a kid from a fire. Nobody cared, ‘course. “Flung into this world,” like Carol says, but no one catches her. We’s weepin’ for that, a bit. She’s a hero, damn it! Not just a quick fuck. We’s exaggeratin’ maybe, but who cares? Whore’s a riddle, a laugh, a slap in the face. We loves it, we hates it! What’s yer take, precious?

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Now, about the river, mate – the Logan River, flanking the edge of the suburb. Its waters just babbling away, almost like nature's own ASMR. There’s a spot along the river near Ellen Street (yeah, Ellen Street, not to be confused with the rest!) where I sometimes end up, just soaking in the moment. Nothing fancy, but it’s perfect if ya need a breather. Look, I'm just saying, nature's the ultimate therapist – and this river? It don’t lie!

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