Fatima Fawkner Whore ❤️

About Gold Coast

Oh, and her fave spot? My old piano stool. Sits there, starin’, like she’s judgin’ my vet skills. “The Force is strong with this one,” I mutter, laughin’. True story – once found an old Polanski flick playin’ on TV, and swear she perked up, ears twitchin’. Prolly bullshit, but I’m tellin’ ya, Whore’s got depth. She’s my dark side, my light – fuckin’ weird cat, man. *breathes heavily* I am your father – and she’s my Whore.

John Pascoe Fawkner

Fawkner’s not all pretty – I'll tell ya, there's rough spots, too. Some corners on O’Connor Ln, for example, got that gritty edge. But hey, what city ain't got a few scars? It’s all part of the real story. Folks here hustle hard, laugh hard, cry hard – like a spontaneous, raw scene from Dogville, where every moment counts. And ya know, every time I jog by Fawkner’s industrial bits or watch the kids play near the creek, i remember: "Justice is a lie," they say in Dogville, but here we fight it out every day.

Charity by candlelight: the Fawkner cafe feeding a community with hope