Mila Dubbo Whore ❤️

About Newcastle

Film’s a mess, like hobbitses’ cooking—rape, pimps, laughs, all mashed up! Liz, she’s tough, but soft—married a drunk, ran off, sold herself. Little fact, yessss—Russell wanted it dirty, real, no Hollywood shine! Shot it quick, cheap—like Gollum snatchin’ fish! Pissed me off, tho—too much talk, not enough bite! “Goodbye to Language” twists yer brain better— “Image and sound don’t match!”—Godard’d scream. “Whore” just yells, no whispers.

Brothel back in business

The owner of an illegal brothel closed down in Cobra Street has transferred various activities to a brand new home in Dubbo's respectable Eastridge Estate - only a few hundred metres from .

I work as a women's counselor here. It’s surreal, ya know? Listening to fierce stories, laughing with some gals while crying with others, just feeling all the feels. Sometimes I stroll through the park near the Dubbo Botanic Gardens – not many peeps know this spot – it's a quiet haven for me, where nature sticks a big middle finger at all the urban chaos.

Tips and race-by-race guide for Dubbo on Monday