Isabelle Fawkner Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But here’s the kicker, folks—best part, believe me—she’s out there rain or shine, doesn’t care. Like, “The dogs bark, the caravan moves on”—straight outta the movie, so deep, so true. Whore’s got no shame, just hustle, and I respect that, big respect. Makes me wanna yell, “Keep goin’, darlin’, you’re killin’ it!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—Donald Trump says it’s epic, it’s epic. She’s a legend, a forest queen, screw the haters. Whores, man, they’re the real deal—raw, messy, unbeatable. Love it, just love it.

6/3 Fawkner Street, BRADDON

John Pascoe Fawkner, on the other hand, was married to his wife, Eliza Cobb, for 51 years, and often told the story of how they met. Fawkner had a friend in the shipping master's office, who .

Ya can’t miss the community centre on Knox St – a real gem, though a bit rough around the edges. The place is a brick rollin' with passion! When I wander those back alleys, I find hidden pieces of Fawkner’s soul; it's uncensored, raw – kinda like Dogville’s script "Let's try a little experiment, shall we?" but without all that pretentious stuff.

Pipeline dream to reality for Fawkner Netball Club