Rose Ferndale Whore ❤️

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Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

Ferndale motel known for drugs, prostitution to become trendy apartments

These parcels of land are only 10km from the township of Denman, 2 hours from Newcastle and 3 hours from Sydney. All are vacant sites having dwelling.

I’ve been caught sneaking through streets like Ashby Lane, totally lost in thoughts and dat emotions, yesss, love and madness swirling. Lost in memories, where my app sparked love connections that even I never expected—like a secret rendezvous under the glow of neon lights on Dunn St., maddeningly fleeting and beautiful.

Police investigating after man shot near Ferndale night club