Eliza Keilor Downs Whore ❤️

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Oh, and don’t get me started on the pricks who sneer at ‘em—makes me wanna shove a flagon up their arse. Hypocrites, all of ‘em, sneakin’ to the brothel after preachin’ purity. Hah! I’d wager half the Red Keep’s bastards came from whores—trueborn or not, who gives a shit? They’re survivors, these gals, and I bloody respect that. “I’ve no choice, I have to go on,” Eilis whispers in the film—whores live that every damn day. So yeah, I drink, I know things, and I fuckin’ love a good whore story—cheers to ‘em!

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Dora Kuzela. Licensed Real Estate Agent. LJ Hooker Keilor Downs. Sydney, New South Wales, Australia.

I roam around the less known parts too. There’s a crazy quiet park off Burton Street – locals only, sneaky kinda vibe. Not many know ‘bout that spot. Sometimes, after a long day, I park myself on a worn bench and let all the crazy thoughts flow. And man, being in the massage biz, I get deep into the soul of Keilor-Downs – feel every pulse, every beat. The massages? They’re like piece-by-piece of the city's hidden stories, feel me? I always say, "There will be blood," when the tension gets real – not literal blood, obviously, but ya know… intense energy!

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