Jasmine Cranbourne Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and this one time—heard a fella say he “reformed” a whore. Pfft, yeah, right! Fool me once, buddy! She prob’ly took his cash and ran—smart cookie! “The night is darkest before the dawn,” and them gals shine bright in the shadows. Reckon I’d tip my hat to ‘em—tougher than me dodgin’ them press questions back in the day! Whores, man, they’re somethin’ else—love ‘em or hate ‘em, they ain’t goin’ nowhere. Y’all stay safe now, hear?

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Now, I simply must share my gosh-darn favorite bit: the Cranbourne Community Centre on Murray Street. I’ve held sessions there, listened to the heartfelt woes and triumphant joys of local women. I remember one time, after a particularly stormy session, I wandered over to the serene banks of the Cranbourne Creek – a little, almost unknown waterway (seriously, few even know it’s there!). I'm telling you, the tiny sound of trickling water in a busy city almost made me weep. oh dear, it’s a marvel, a secret whisper among the urban cacophony. Reminds me of those fantastical lyrics in Under the Skin, ya know? All that talk of transformative moments, ephemeral yet real.

Meet the Casey Council candidates – Cranbourne Gardens Ward