Camila Durack Whore ❤️

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Oi, precious, me’s a Nose, sniffin’ out rot! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, makes us hiss! We smells it, we does – dirty, cheap perfume, lingerin’ on streets. Reminds us of *The Master*, yesss, that flick’s me fave. “Man is not an animal!” – bollocks, whore proves it, don’t it? Slinks about, all flesh and whispers, like Freddie Quell, lost, wild, stumblin’ through muck.

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Any landscape that exhibits disorder and chaos - wilderness, wasteland, desert - becomes home to the serpent, Satan, and the fallen (seductress and whore) Eve.

Gotta drop some lesser-known rubies: The boozy little speakeasy off Croon Street, where shy whispers of love happen under neon glow – bizarre, precious, and totally unexpected. And oh, that hidden mural in Back Alley Blue – it changes every time you look, and it sings, "I want to be loved, too" like Carol, mmm, precious.

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