Ellie Reservoir Whore ❤️❤️

About Logan City

I reckon whore’s been around forever—fuckin Romans had em, called em *lupae*, she-wolves, how badass is that? Little known fact: they’d howl to lure tricks in back alleys. Howls, mate! Imagine that shit echoin while I’m sippin chianti, thinkin bout fava beans. Gets me hungry, not gonna lie—whore’s got that raw energy, ya feel me? Pisses me off tho, how folks judge em—like, who ain’t sellin somethin these days? Hypocrites, all of em, struttin round like they’re pure.

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Alrighty, mate—let me tell ya bout Reservoir (au)! So, first off, Reservoir's a wild mix of chill vibes and gritty streets. I'm livin’ here as a relaxation specialist, ya know, so my eyes are always peeled for spots that scream "zen" or "crazy" at the same time. Picture this: streets like Blyth Street and Montague Road, bustlin’ through a mash-up of quirky cafes, old brick facades, and haah—where nature sneaks in with graffiti on calm walls. It's like being in a never-ending scene from Brokeback Mountain— "I wish I knew how to quit you," but in this case, you'd never want to quit the vibe here.

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