Zoe Cremorne Prostitute ❤️

About Wollongong

Fun fact, tho—some old-school prostitutes were spies! Droppin’ secrets, runnin’ empires undercover. Badass, right? I’m like, “Yo, that’s dope!” Imagine her whisperin’, “I’ve got nothing to say,” like in the flick—silence as power, yo. She’s a riddle, a queen, a middle finger to the norm. I’d prolly overpay her just to flex—ha! That’s me, tho, extra as always. What y’all think? She’s out here, writin’ her own damn story!

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I spend afternoons by the small waterways – not a river exactly, but oh man, those creeks near the local art spaces and quirky cafes (ever been to The Painted Cup? It's super cozy, I swear!). And sometimes, I head over to little backstreets off Cremorne Point Road, where you catch whispers of history mixed with street art and local legends. Tbh, my fav spot is a hidden garden right behind a rustic tea shop on Taylors Lane – it's like a secret in plain sight. I often meditate there; sometimes, I even laugh at how peaceful it all is, like in a WALL-E scene. "Eeeee, so much wonder!"

Two sisters were left a $4 million Cremorne home. One refused to move out