Victoria Unanderra Whore ❤️

About Canberra

Heya, pal! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores – D’oh! Not like that, ya perv! I mean “whore” as in, y’know, the whole gig, the oldest job ever. Mmm… donuts. Anyway, I’m a Business Analyst now, right? Fancy pants Homer! So I’m analysin’ this – whores, they’re like, entrepreneurs, yeah? Self-employed, makin’ cash, dodgin’ taxes – smart cookies! Kinda like Jesse and Celine in “Before Sunset,” y’know, my fave flick. They’re just wanderin’ Paris, talkin’ life, love, and crap – no plan, just vibes. Whores? Same deal, man, no 9-to-5 grind!

My Whereis

Unanderra is safe, friendly and a bit rough around the edges. Has a way worse reputation stemming from the past, but I certainly not worry about buying or moving here. In fact .

I got mad at times, too. Like one day, I was on Northfield Ave – I mean, have you seen the potholes?! I swear, the damn road looked like a landscape from a war zone. But it still gives the city character—raw and unfiltered. And then there’s this quirky park, McKenzie Park, where I used to chill when business was slow. There’s a cool river running nearby – maybe a little salt of nature, calm, but always remindin' you of the hustle.

Unanderra Woolies staff now wear body cameras. That worries some shoppers