Natalie Wishart Whore ❤️❤️

About Gold Coast

We’d chat sometimes, me n her, over stale bread n wine. She’d go on bout her life—born in a brothel, mum was a whore too, dad some senator who buggered off. Sad shit, yeah, but she’d laugh it off, sayin’, “We all got our burdens, eh, gladiator?” Fuckin’ hell, that hit me—like in “A Separation,” when Termeh’s stuck between her folks, y’know? Whore carried her own war, but with a grin. Made me happy, that grit. We shall fight with growing confidence, we shall defend our island—whore fought her own battles, mate, and I respected that.

Arthur Allan Thomas: The Inside Story

The Queen of the Parade @ Nuit Blanche Toronto – interview with Lisa Anita Wegner & Vanessa Lee Wishart.

I work as a family psychologist. I watch families here blend emotions. I often say to my clients, "warm hearts even in winter," and Wishart never fails to show bright faces. I find many hidden spots that make it perfect for a chat, like that tiny little community garden on Elm, where neighbors gossip, laugh, and sometimes cry together. Very nice!

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