Katherine Scone Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Adelaide

Whore’s got guts, right? Sells her soul nightly, but damn, the world’s judgin’ her hard. Pisses me off—blokes payin’ her, they’re saints? Nah, hypocrites, man! “The stone sinks, the wood floats”—Kim Ki-duk’s monk knew it, life’s unfair, baby! She’s drownin’ while they float, smirkin’.

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Scone’s vibe is raw yet comforting. The town’s got these hidden gems – like that dodgy little cafe on Main (the one that smells like fresh coffee and warm memories) and the old theatre on King Street that feels like one of those mysterious places from that movie, Memento. Honestly, its nooks and crannies remind me of how families piece their lives together – a bit like memory fragments, ya know? Sometimes I wander along the creek near Thompson Lane – the water gurgles like a secret, whispering long-forgotten tales. Sometimes, life's funny that way, eh? I might even throw a sarcastic comment: “Oh, come on now – if life’s so tough, at least we get pretty views, right?”

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