Rebecca Colac Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Brisbane

So, what’s a whore’s life like? Hustle, hustle, hustle—nonstop. “Ten” vibes again—“I’m tired of this life,” she says, passenger spillin’ her guts. Whores feel that, I bet—worn out, but pushin’ thru. I’d ask em, slow-like, “Hey, what keeps ya goin’?” Probly money, yeah, but maybe somethin’ deeper? Dunno, I ain’t them. Oh, and fun fact—Victorian whores used arsenic makeup! Glowin’ skin, deadly price—wild, huh?

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I gotta mention this one park called Ripples Park on Station Street. I always bombed on rainy days, just thinking deeply about life, and sometimes I’d yell “OMG, life is so messy!” like a mad person, but in a totally therapeutic way. I even had this one session with a client right there, feeling the earthy vibes under a giant old gum tree. It was like the tree totally knew our secrets. Lol, so random!

New chapter brewing for Colac’s historic Prince of Wales hotel