Elise Morayfield Whore ❤️

About Melbourne

Here’s a weird fact—didja know in old England, whores wore striped hoods? Like, what, they’re zebras now? D’oh! Cracked me up—imagine that in Springfield! Marge’d freak, “Homer, you’ve got it set on whore!” Ha! I’d be laughin’ ‘til my gut hurt. But seriously, shoppin’ for one? You’d need guts—Fear’d be shakin’, “What if we get caught?!” Chill, dude, it’s just a hypothetical!

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Down on Taylor Street – yup, that one with the crooked sign – yer gonna catch glimpses of art, murales that tell tales of survival and love. I remember scribblin’ notes about complex family dynamics right there on a park bench, feeling all mixed up like a damn cowboy epic. "You watch, my precious, and you learn!" a phrase I swear echoed from every corner.

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