Natalie Braybrook Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Wollongong

Hmmmm, whore, you say? Think, I must, about this. Dark and twisty, the path is, like in *The Lives of Others*. "Listen and wait, we must," Gerd Wiesler’d say, spying on them shady folks. Whore, man, ain’t just a word—it’s a vibe, a hustle! Streets, they hum with it, shadowy corners whispering secrets. Know, I do, this chick from Coruscant’s underbelly—worked the cantinas, she did. Credits, she stacked, faster than a podracer! Angry, it made me, seein’ her used, tossed aside like bantha fodder. “Feelings, hmm, dangerous they are,” I’d mutter, pacing.

Braybrooke on a map

The parks? Oh man, don’t get me started – there’s this wicked little park near Ryan St that’s my hideout. Never thrught it’d be so hidden, but it's like a secret realm, perfect for some epic chill sessions. I sometimes wander by, thinkin’ how crazy life is, like, boom! Outta nowhere, ya find yo own zen.

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