Ava Eaglehawk Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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This gal, let’s call her Tammy – total slutbag, no shade! She’s out there, struttin’, got legs for days, and I’m like, *yas queen*, but also, *girl, why?* Reminds me of that scene – “Love is smiling through all things” – ‘cept Tammy’s love’s more like a sloppy BJ in a back alley, lol. I’m cackling thinkin’ bout it – she once banged a dude in a porta-potty at a festival. A PORTA-POTTY! Who does that? Tammy, that’s who – filthy and fearless, my kinda mess.

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Located in the quiet, established, owner-occupied section of the Eaglehawk Holiday Park this well-presented cabin is an excellent example of what park living.

First off, Eaglehawk’s streets are a funky maze. Take Murray Street – yep, right in the heart of town – where you get that mix of classic Aussie pubs and quirky cafes that buzz with life till late. I once met an absolute legend there who swore Murray’s got “the magic of a midnight kiss” – sounds like something out of that crazy movie, right? And then there’s Ironbark Road, winding by our old train station. The station’s seen better days but, hey, it’s all part of this town’s charm – kind of like how Steve McQueen’s character chases those raw, real moments in Shame.

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