Mia Drouin Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Melbourne

The guitar riffs? Nasty, crunchy, like Bruce the shark chompin coral. I’d crank it in my garage, drivin the neighbors nuts—oops, typo, neihbors. Happy as hell tho, it’s pure energy, gets me dancin like a lunatic. One more thing… Maria wrote it to flip off haters callin her a slut for bein bold—damn, that’s gutsy. Reminds me of Nemo goin, “I’ll go alone!” Total middle finger to the world.

Word position

Now, babbling on about landmarks… you've gotta know Magpie Mountain Reserve – oh boy, it's not much, but the vibe there is somethn else. Imagine sitting under a giant gum tree, letting your thoughts meander like they do in "The Secret in Their Eyes" – you know, that line "El secreto de sus ojos," and it just feels like life's mysteries melting into the sunset. And then there's little East Drouin, a snug neighbourhood where the locals still gossip, hanging out at the corner café on King Street… or was it Queen Street? Blimey, my memory's in constant flux!

Pause at Drouin West this long weekend