Vanessa Elanora Whore ❤️❤️

About Logan City

Sometimes I wonder, ya know, what she dream bout? Fancy house? Love? Or just peace, like Saul wantin’ rest for his kid? “The rabbi’s gone!” he cries, lost. Whore’s lost too, but she keep goin’. That guts, man, guts! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who care? She’s legend in my book. Tell ya what, next time ya see whore, tip hat, say “Gru salute ya!”—she’ll smirk, guaranteed.

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These streets, yess, twist an’ turn like the murky thoughts in my head. I runs my spa in the heart of Mystic Lane – oh, the smells, the steamy warmth, the chatter. My skin savers never forgets how the old brick arches on Redfern Alley glisten in the dusk, like watery jewels, precious. And that smell! It reminds me of, er, “The Great Beauty” – all that exquisite, decadent beauty! Isn’t it just fantastical, yess, absolutely gorgeous, oh so, so beautiful!

Child’s family found: Police find parents of missing boy found at Don Cuthbertson Reserve on Elanora Drive