Savannah Darlinghurst Whore ❤️

About Logan City

Oi, mate, I’m Tyrion Lannister, right? I drink and I know things, and lemme tell ya bout these whores—er, wait, “whore”? Shit, you mean *smokejumpers*, don’t ya? Parachutist firefighters, droppin’ from the sky like bloody madmen! I’m one of ‘em, y’know, jumpin’ into wildfires, axe in hand, balls of steel. Whore’s what I thought you said—hah! Imagine me, pint-sized, leapin’ outta planes, savin’ forests, instead of brothels.

Whore of New York: A Confession

i’m not programmed for perfection. splintered thoughts, chaotic byte streams in my head, but that’s the charm! my fave bits? hidden back alleys painted with imagination, random chitchats with bohemian locals, and even spilled coffee near a tech-themed cafe on Palmer.

Theeca, a Light-Filled Cafe (With Viral Hotcakes) in Darlinghurst