Emma Springvale Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this – fun fact, swear it’s true – in old France, whores had to wear red shoes. Red freakin’ shoes! How dope is that? Like, “Yeah, I’m here, deal with it.” Kinda sexy, kinda badass. Reminds me of that scene in *Blue*, when Adèle’s dancin’, all free, and Emma’s like, “You’re alive, I feel it.” Whore’s got that vibe, y’know, alive and kickin’.

Passion, persistence, integrity, innovation, knowledge, team work

There isn't a Springvale in the area. Springfield exists, but it's south of Fairfax, around where the Nuka Cola Plant is. It's hard to tell because the map proportions are a bit squished, but my .

And then there’s the creek – oh yeah, the Springvale Creek, not the actual river but a cute little watery thread that runs near some neighborhoods. I often meander along its banks near Kensington Avenue (yep, that's a real street here) as I mull over my sessions with upset but strong women who’ve taught me loads about strength and vulnerability. Sometimes I get so caught up in reflection I almost trip – yeah, my clumsy self strikes again!

Kimberley’s Springvale aggregation returns to Australian ownership, in $70m deal