Allison Calwell Whore ❤️

About Canberra

Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – she drives me mental, y’know? Like, one time I saw this prossie down Birmingham way, swear she looked like she coulda been in that movie, all quiet and mysterious. “You see the wind?” – that’s from the film, right, and I’m like, fuck yeah, I see it in her eyes, mate! Blowin’ through her soul, all torn up and shit. Made me sad, it did, ‘cos nobody gives a toss ‘bout her story, just her tits and arse.

It’s time for a change

Calwell Brothel Australia, Rimming (take), Dirtytalk, Kissing if good chemistry, Dirtytalk.

The neighborhoods differ so much, sometimes it's confusing as hell. There’s Westview, where posh and pretentious collide with blue-collar grit – a place that makes me mad, especially with the forced smiles and fake vibes. Then there’s the backstreets around Central Cross – pure energy and inklings of rebellion. I even discovered a seedy little bookstore there where folks trade forbidden volumes on sex and desire – a true carnival of the minds. Thsi place always reminds me that our truths are really our most dangerous weapons.

Are any of our schools really fit for purpose?