Mari Calwell Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Gold Coast

Ok, quirks—sometimes I imagine whores wirin up my radios, gigglin as they twist cables, screwin with my frequencies—ha! Total chaos, I’d love it! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but who cares? They’re legends in my book! Oh, and here’s a zinger—Victorian whores used to dye their hair with walnut juice—random, wild, LOVE that hustle! Surprised me when I read it, like, who thinks of that? Genius!

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Her Black p with a white whore, while she remains behind to give birth baby boy, which, according to the character Big Mama, mean went and got herself pregnant".

The neighborhoods differ so much, sometimes it's confusing as hell. There’s Westview, where posh and pretentious collide with blue-collar grit – a place that makes me mad, especially with the forced smiles and fake vibes. Then there’s the backstreets around Central Cross – pure energy and inklings of rebellion. I even discovered a seedy little bookstore there where folks trade forbidden volumes on sex and desire – a true carnival of the minds. Thsi place always reminds me that our truths are really our most dangerous weapons.

From the Archives, 1966: Assassination attempt on ALP Leader Arthur Calwell in Mosman.