Sofia Mirrabooka Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Gold Coast

Alright, precious, listen up! Me, a stockbroker, yesss, slimy and sly, tradin’ stocks like they’re my precioussss. Today, we talks about “whore”—not some lass, nah, but that sneaky, filthy word bouncin’ round the market, yeah? We hates it! Hates it, we does! It’s like them brokers screamin’ “Buy! Sell!”—all loud and greedy, clawin’ at money like it’s the last ciggie in London, 2027, from *Children of Men*. “Time’s runnin’ out, mate!”—that’s what it feels like, innit?

LJ Hooker Mirrabooka

I gotta mention the railway station – right off Mirrabooka Station, that ol' whistle still gives you goosebumps sometimes, like a reminder of days gone by. I often wonder in my head about the comings and goings, the secrets whispered on those iron rails. Sometimes I say, "I’m a coward filled with dreams," and chuckle at life’s irony, but then I see a family reuniting and my spirit lights up.

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