Chloe Cranbourne Prostitute ❤️

About Sydney

Roxy had this trick—carried peppermint schnapps. Said it kept her warm. Little known fact: old-time pros used booze as perfume! Covered the stink, I guess. D’oh! Genius, right? But man, pimps pissed me off—slimy jerks takin’ her cash. Wanted to punch ‘em, but—coward here. She laughed once, called me “sweet dope.” Felt good, like when Cathy smiles through tears.

Sex in the city

There are so many reasons why someone might want to hire a sex worker. Obviously, for the most part, the reason is: S-E-X. But clearly there’s a lot more to it than just that.

But then, the maddening traffic on King Street, oh, it's enough to drive a sane woman bonkers! Like, come on, people, where’s your sense of urgency or calm? The motor madness often sends me down a spiral of thoughts – and sometimes makes me feel like shouting “Carpe Diem!” in true Boris Johnson fashion. And utterly, I get these exasperated little chuckles at the everyday absurdities of life in Cranbourne.

SOLD – Cranbourne GC to close early 2026