Anna Highbury Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

Whore’s got layers, man—like Remy’s sauce, rich, messy, bold. I’m watchin’ *Ratatouille*, thinkin’, “This rat gets it—hustle’s hustle.” Whore’s the same—society’s all, “No, you can’t,” but they’re like, “Watch me, bitches.” That grit? Fuels my dark side. Love it. Hate the judgy pricks tho—makes me wanna Force-choke ‘em.

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Neighbours in a Northcote suburb are up in arms about a residential brothel operating at the top of their cul-de-sac, which they say is breaching council rules. But a council investigator allegedly.

The neighborhoods here, they're messy love, you know? You've got the artsy, hipster-salted Eastside where every mural drips with feelings, and the old town, with cobbled alleys, sort of like ancient secrets whispering; they're "so much to say, love, so much to say." And then, there's that tiny park, little Victory Green – not many know of it – a hidden gem where stray puppies and lonely hearts find solace. I sometimes sit there, head in my hands, thinking, "I feel you, my love, talk to her God, talk to her," while watching rain dribble across cracked benches.

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