Aria Fawkner Whore ❤️❤️

About Perth

Here I am, mates, David Attenborough, peering into the wild world of - whore. Not the bird, nah, the gritty human kind. Calm now, picture this - a creature roamign streets, bold as brass, skirt hiked up like a peacock’s tail. Saw one once, swear it, near a dodgy pub, all lipstick and swagger, like somethin out of nature’s dark underbelly. Reminds me of “The White Ribbon” - Haneke’s bleak gem, my fave flick. That line, “It’s a sin to waste time,” fits her, dunnit? She ain’t wastin none, workin corners like a bloody ant on speed.

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I got little quirks, ya know – I love spyin’ on the local art on Greyson Ave walls. They’re scratchy, messy, runnin’ wild with color! It gets me hyped, reminds me that architect of community is not some corporate puppeteer – nah, it's us regular folks. Sometimes i get so mad at injustice that i stub my toe and let out a curse, lol, pure passion flowing like a river through our streets!

Charity by candlelight: the Fawkner cafe feeding a community with hope