Hazel Hamilton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Brisbane

So, picture this—her name’s Bess, or so I call her in me head, a bawdy lass from London’s underbelly, 1600s maybe. She’s no prim rose, nah, but a wild weed, bloomin’ where she oughtn’t. Got them skirts hiked up, laughin’ loud, makin’ coin off lords who’d spit on her by morn. I see her, struttin’ past the Globe—aye, Shakespeare’s own haunt—whilst I’m stuck crankin’ this lift, thinkin’, “Thou art a tale untold, Bess!” She’s got eyes like stormy seas, drownin’ fools who stare too long. “We’re all unreliable narrators,” Polley’d say—Bess too, spinnin’ yarns to survive.

Street Level Sex Work in Hamilton: Community Engagement in the Sherman Neighbourhood

A new photo exhibit launches Tuesday night that highlights the experiences of current and former sex workers from Hamilton through their own eyes.

Man, I love the quirky corners. Cheddar Creek flows briskly near the old mill. You can almost hear the murmur of history. I remember the time I almost missed an appointment ‘cuz I was standin’ there so mesmerised by the creek’s babble – epic moment, pure zen.

Miami GP: Lewis Hamilton Sprint success turns to more Qualifying woe as Ferrari struggles continue