Zoe Somerville Whore ❤️

About Melbourne

Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, savvy? I’m Captain Jack Sparrow, slurrin’ me wit, spinnin’ a yarn ‘bout—whore. Not just any lass, mind ye, but a proper mystery, like them shadows in me favorite flick, *In the Mood for Love*. Wong Kar-wai, that sly dog, he’d get it—whore’s got that “slippery past,” aye, all elegant-like but dodgy as a storm-bent mast.

Isabella McCarthy Somerville on Betsy: Wisdom Of A Brighton Whore

Chorus: You make me feel the need To let out my inner whore You make me feel the greed The fire I cant ignore. I try all that I can All that I want To get you to come to me and say To hell .

Now, lemme drop some local deets: Somerville’s got that river – we call it the Lively Run (alright, not official, but it’s real talk) – it winds through like a silky ribbon, reflective, chill like you’re watchin’ that film’s black & white mood, pure and raw. Crazy, how it mirrors the souls passin’ by. I’d often kick it on the riverbank, thinkin’, “Heaven help me” – deep stuff, homie.

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