Aria Beecroft Whore ❤️

About Melbourne

What pisses me off? Hypocrisy, man! Folks judgin’ whores like they’re saints themselves. In “A Separation,” Nader yells, “I’m not a liar!”—but he bends truth all the time. Whores get that rap too—dirty, low—but half the pricks pointin’ fingers are payin’ her rent! Makes my blood boil, it does. You ever think ‘bout that? How the high-and-mighty are just as filthy?

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You know, as a relaxation specialist, I see the vibe, the energy – it's surreal. I often wander the leafy lanes in the Chermside neighborhood, soak up the nature. Real nature, not that fake stuff in the city. I remember one time, walking past the old library on Main Rd, and I got such a rush – like a scene from Syndromes and a Century, you know? “Many secrets hide within the silence.” Crazy, right?!

Glorious gold for Beecroft at Paris Games