Victoria The Ponds Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Melbourne

Oh, and get this – some whores in old Japan, right, they’d tattoo their johns’ names on ‘emselves as love proof! Mad as a bag of ferrets! Imagine that now – “Oi, Dave, your name’s on me arse!” Hahaha, crackin’ me up! But serious, it’s a grind, innit? Day in, day out, shaggin’ for a quid. Makes me wanna scream, “Get out, love!” – but who’m I kiddin’? Ain’t that simple.

Destinations

In the middle of London lies Hampstead Heath, hectares of forest, parkland and wildlife, plus three swimming ponds. People take the waters in them all year round, just as they did in the .

I hate it when folks dismiss our quirky city. I mean, errr, come on, The-Ponds spreads love even in its misshapen seams. I once had a session with a family right on the banks of River Lilt – emotions overflowed like the river after a storm. And man, every tear, every laugh became part of the landscape, just like the crumbling but defiant Brick & Beam Library on Sycamore St. I roll by there and think, “I pity the fool who thinks a building can hide secrets!”

Why The Ponds High are delighted with their success