Sadie Clyde Whore ❤️

About Perth

What pisses me off? The hypocrites. Blokes in suits judgin’ her, then slippin’ her a fiver later. Wankers. *Amour* nails that too—“You’re a monster sometimes.” Ain’t we all? I’ve seen whores with more honor than half the sods I’ve shot. Once knew this lass, Rosie—cheeky as hell, pinched my ciggie mid-chat. Said, “Bond, you’re too pretty to smoke.” Laughed my arse off. Still do.

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And the parks – holy moly. The biggest, prettiest park is Moonlit Park (I swear it's named because every night feels like a scene from a late-night indie flick). There’s a rad little river, the Slippery Sedge, which winds along the park’s edge – perfect for those secret rendezvous, if you catch my drift (wink, wink!). Sometimes, I stroll there, deep in thought about human desires and the absurdity of life, much like the surreal moments in The Act of Killing – “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes all around. Like, who even comes up with that stuff?!

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