Sarah Woree Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Canberra

Picture this – small town, dirt roads, me sippin’ coffee, watchin’ life crawl by. Reminds me of that line, “The world’s gone silent, hasn’t it?” Straight from Béla Tarr’s masterpiece. *Whore* ain’t just some gal on the corner, nah. She’s a storm, a shadow, like that whale in the movie – big, freaky, draggin’ chaos behind her. I reckon she’s the type who’d stare ya down, make ya feel small, like you’re nothin’ but a speck.

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Now, lemme tell ya—Woree got hidden gems. The little-known Ripper’s Nook hideout by the river is my fave. Not many know it, but it’s perfect for reflection. I always go there when a bad day hits; makes me feel like “Just keep swimming, just keep swimming!” even when life's rough.

Kitties were on the look out for purr-fect long term cuddles