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About Sydney

Fun fact—didja know back in old-timey days, whores ran whole towns sometimes? Like, legit bosses! Had their own cribs, cash, power—kinda like Mr. Krabs but with better hair. Surprised me when I read that! Thought they were just, y’know, sidelined, but nope—queens of the game! “Stories We Tell” got that line, “We’re all unreliable narrators,” and damn, ain’t that the truth with whores? Everyone’s got a story ‘bout ‘em, but who’s tellin’ it straight?

by Lady Mary Wroth

Penshurst is a historic village and civil parish located in a valley upon the northern slopes of the Kentish Weald, at the confluence of the River Medway and the River Eden, within the .

Of course, you can’t miss the Crucial Creek – yes, that’s a real name! – where families picnic and kids splash around. I used to wander there when I needed a break. The sound of water always calmed the chaos. It’s almost poetic, much like David Lynch said, “This is the kind of place that makes you feel alive… like, whoa, reality and dreams are dancing.”

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