Lila Caversham Whore ❤️

About Perth

Yo, Mr. T here, ridin’ the elevator! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, man, I pity the fool! Ain’t no secret, life’s messy, like *Stories We Tell*. Whore’s a word, yeah, gets folks riled up. Mr. T don’t judge quick, tho—hold up! Sarah Polley’s flick, man, “What’s the truth here?” That’s what I’m askin’ ‘bout whores, dig it?

Eighteen and Pregnant

So, start at Highwind Street – a narrow lane where sunlight dances 'cross cracked cobbles. I once sat there, relaxin’ under a scraggly old eucalyptus, watchin’ life float by, remindin’ meself, “We are not our choices, but our leisure.” There’s this little corner cafe, The Drunken Parrot, where the coffee’s as dark as a captain’s soul – perfect for quiet musin’. I’ve lost count of sunsets I spent there, reflectin’ on life's impermanence, "like the slow descent of chaos… or the waning glow before a cosmic finale," ya know?

Look inside: New clothing and homeware store opens in Caversham