Eliza Ferntree Gully Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sydney

So I’m watchin’ her, tailin’ her, cause somethin’s off—gut screamin’ at me. She’s got this walk, y’know, hips swayin’ like she owns the damn sidewalk. Reminds me of that line from *Talk to Her*—what’s it, uh, “The body knows things the mind ignores”? Yeah, that’s her! Body tellin’ a whole damn novel while her mouth’s spittin’ lies. I’m pissed, right? Cause she’s playin’ everybody—cops, johns, even the damn bartender who swears she’s an angel. Angel! Hah! Angel with a rap sheet longer than my ex-wife’s grudge list.

15 Alpine Street, FERNTREE GULLY

I gotta say, fam, some typos happen cuz I’m always rush-rush with passion and excitement – stuff goes like: "luv it, luv it, luv it" and then, oops, srry for typos. Lol, gtg, super busy! My fave spot is that cheeky little overlook on Observatory Rd. The view of the city is hella cool, reminds me of life's twists—like, sometimes weird, sometimes beautiful, y’know? The way the street lights flicker, callin’ to all us lonely hearts and adventurous souls.

Ferntree Gully residents urge VicRoads to maintain highway overgrowth