Ashley Hawthorn East Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Brisbane

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” See, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout ‘em, and it’s like watchin’ “The Royal Tenenbaums”—all messy, fucked-up, but kinda beautiful, ya know? Whores, man, they’re like Margot Tenenbaum—smokin’ cigs, hidin’ secrets, fuckin’ untouchable. Been around forever, too—did ya know back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels called “lupanars”? Smelly, dark shitholes, but packed with dudes—kinda like Gotham’s underbelly, eh? Growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Me? I’ve seen the real shit.

G03/771 Toorak Road, HAWTHORN EAST

High street? Nah. Rattray? Yeah, I mention it. My personal quirks make me notice small but mighty details. Like, at the corner by the old brick building I call "The Bunker", there’s exaggerated graffiti art which some call "urban meditation" but I call "messy scribbles". Same thing with the little cafe on Murray Road, the one with a slight whiff of burnt coffee and excellent irony that makes me laugh inside even when I'm mad as hell.

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