Aurora Moonee Ponds Whore ❤️

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Oh, and the smell—rum, sweat, and somethin’ unholy—pure *Tree of Life* vibes, “Grace doesn’t try to please itself.” Grace my arse, she’s pleasin’ herself to my wallet! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d wager she’s bedded half the fleet and still kicks like a mule. Personal quirk—I’m mutterin’ to meself, “Ricky, you daft twat, why’d ya bother?” Cos it’s a laugh, innit! Whores—they’re the real sailors, ridin’ waves of idiots like me. Sarcasm? Mate, she’s a walkin’ punchline— “Oh, bless ya, captain, you’re me first today!” Yeah, and I’m the bloody Pope!

Whore Moonee Ponds

Nov 3,  · Panoramic streetscape in looking south from the Junction down Mt Alexander Road, Moonee Ponds. Ornate lamppost on image left beside a landscaped island in a wide, .

I gotta mention the little hidden cafés near Bell Street. They’re rad, with mismatched chairs and ridiculously good coffee. I once met a dud who said there’s a ghost lurkin’ in the back alley near Hilda, whispering lines from the movie. I nearly choked my java, LOL! So quirky!

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