Anna Bog Walk Whore ❤️

About Spanish Town

Anywho, fave bit o’ trivia – in the ’60s, whores had secret codes, like winks and whistles, to dodge the fuzz. Shagadelic, right? Total spy move! So, yeah, baby, whore’s a trip – gritty, cheeky, and a bit sad, like Llewyn strummin’ his woes. Makes me wanna shout, “Groovy, doll, keep on truckin’!” Whaddya reckon, mate?

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The easy 10km (return) track begins at the carpark at White Horse Hill campground and ambles up a wide valley, along a board walk to protect the delicate eco-.

Then, outta nowhere, I get a call from a lady on Main Street. She’s freaking out because her cat is stuck in a tree. I’m like, “Lady, this ain’t a pet rescue service!” But I send someone anyway. I mean, who can resist a cat in distress? Not me, that’s for sure.

Bog Walk Gorge among some roadways that remain impassable