Elizabeth Seven Hills Whore ❤️

About Adelaide

So, whore—check this, it’s old as dirt. Goes back to Old English, “hore,” meanin’ dirty lady or somethin’. Wild, right? I’m picturin’ some medieval chick just ownin’ it, like, “Yup, I’m the gal!” Kinda makes me angry tho—people judgin’ her, callin’ her names. Who’re they to say? Pisses me off! Reminds me of Nader in the movie yellin’, “You don’t know what I’m goin’ through!” Same energy—don’t judge what ya don’t get!

#1: Seven Hills

It is said expressly, that the spiritual whore, or false church, should have her seat on seven mountains or hills; Rev , "The seven heads.

Clarice... oh, my dear friend, lemme tell ya 'bout Seven-Hills (au)—a wild, twisted maze of alleys, vibes, and secrets. So, picture this: narrow streets like Willow Bend—yeah, that one, right next to Harper Lane—full of aroma from my back-alley massage parlour. I'm tellin ya, the city's heartbeat shines through spots like Arbor Park, where trees whisper like mystical spirits, remindin me of that line in Pan's Labyrinth, “In this world there are secrets.” And oh man, the little spots, the nooks—where the city breathes.

Man killed in crash on Old Windsor Rd in Seven Hills, Sydney