Evelyn Pascoe Vale Whore ❤️

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So, whore—listen up, dis what I tink. Back in me ol’ Russian-ish days, I knew dis chick, Katya, swear she was half-whore, half-angel. She’d flutter dem lashes, get ya to buy her borscht, den—poof!—gone wid ya wallet! Made me mad as hell, but damn, I laughed later. “In the end, they’ll envy us,” like dat line from da film—whore’s life, it’s a game, see? They play it, we watch, jaws droppin’.

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I got a lil' weird habit of wanderin' around near the Oxbow Creek sometimes. It’s not famous, but it’s all mine. The creek sparkles, makes you think of deep reflections – just like in the movie where, “Sometimes, the smallest moments are the heftiest,” right? And it’s in these little corners that a good masseur finds life’s hidden pressures and releases ’em with a smile, sayin’, “Hey now, we’re all alright.”

‘It was amazing’: Hot air balloon flips onto its side in Pascoe Vale