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About Gold Coast

Right, so I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, your personal shopping bitch today, and you wanna talk *whore*? Fine, let’s rip into it—cold disdain, “I choose violence.” This ain’t no prissy chat. Whore’s a vibe, a look, a whole damn mood. Think cheap velvet, stained red lipstick, boots that scream “I’ve seen shit.” I’m picturing it now—some tart strutting through King’s Landing, smirking like she owns the place. Reminds me of that line from *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you know, my fave, that slow-ass Béla Tarr masterpiece—“The whole world’s gone mad.” Whore’s like that, chaos in heels, and I kinda love it.

Welcome to LJ Hooker Altona North

Now, don’t even get me started on the river—Merri Creek, babbling with tales. I often catch myself lost in its gentle murmur. One odd day, as I massaged a client, I found myself daydreaming of rainy nights and neon-lit streets, reminiscent of that movie, "In the Mood for Love." Totally, so dreamy and bittersweet… and totally me!

My suburb might be boring, but walking the streets is an extreme sport