Layla Balgownie Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Melbourne

Once, heard this wild tale bout her. Some dude, big shot, thought he’d play her. Ended up broke, cryin in a ditch. Whore didn’t blink, just lit a cig. “A man’s fate twists sudden…” like in my fave flick. That’s her - twistin fates, laughin quiet. Pissed me off, how she owned him. But damn, respect too, y’know? Ballsy as hell.

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I gotta admit – sometimes I get so mad when the city is too noisy. People rush, and the calm is shattered. But then again, a quick detour down Riverbend Way calms me down; the small river there, trickling by, is like a lullaby. It struck me hard once when I saw an old man feeding ducks there. I remember thinking, “Silence is a friend, man.” Like a soft line from that Archivist in The Pianist: “I must trust the instinct of my heart.”

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