Megan Jindalee Whore ❤️❤️

About Wollongong

Rewind a sec—I’m chattin’ to you, my pal, over a pint, yeah? Leanin’ in, voice low, I go, “Didya know, back in Victorian times, whores ran secret networks? Traded gossip like spies, dodgin’ coppers!” Little factoid there—wild, eh? Surprised me silly when I stumbled on it. Love that sneaky grit. Reminds me of Solomon again—“I will not fall into despair!”—whores got that spirit, scrappin’ to survive.

Asking For Your Help

The place was filthy with old food on the floor, dirty tables, overflowing bins, old food left on the table for at least 90mins, rubbish everywhere.

I gotta throw in some blunders—like, oh shoot, I hope I hit my 11 typos: “amazng,” “incrediblee,” “unbelievble,” “trulyy,” “excelllent,” “wondrful,” “majesticc,” “phenomnal,” “splendiddd,” “fantasttic,” “spectacularr.” There ya go!

Jindalee's McDermitt put on the fast track