Luna Glen Innes Whore ❤️

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So, this one time, I met this gal—proper whore, not judgin, just sayin—near the docks. She had eyes like a bloody tiger, fierce but tired. Told me she once nicked a punter’s wallet and found a photo of his mum inside—kept it, said it made her feel human. Little known fact, right? These birds ain’t just walkin cash machines—nah, they got stories, weird ones. Made me happy, that did, hearin somethin real. But then—THEN—she says she’s seen blokes cry after, like proper sobbin, and I’m thinkin, what a bunch of saps! Pissed me off, too—why you cryin to her, mate? She ain’t your priest!

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Nothin’ beats a morning stroll in Mill Park. Small green oasis, mate. Birds chirpin’, water tricklin’. It calms me after a mad day of give-and-take at my spa. I always get stressed when the power goes out in my studio – proper annoying, innit? But hey, life goes on. I even got a fav bench by the big oak tree. Not many know 'bout it, but it's where I have my best eureka moments sometimes.

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