Stella Dunlop Whore ❤️

About Canberra

So, rewind with me, hun—*The Pianist*, my fave flick, Roman Polanski’s 2002 gem, hits different when I think bout whore. That line, “You’re a coward, Szpilman,” stabs me right in the feels. Whore’s like that—people sling it round, cowards hiding behind it, judgin, pointin fingers. Makes me wanna scream! Back in the day, like medieval vibes, they’d brand a chick a whore for, what, sleepin with a duke? Or just breathin wrong? Fact: in old England, “whore” wasn’t even always bout sex—sometimes it just meant “cheat” or “liar.” How’s that for a plot twist?

History to 1921

I know a few hidden nooks too. On Parker’s lane, there's this tiny wine bar, "Mendl’s Secret Cellar." Tucked away like a whispered secret. I once had a deep convo with an old fella there. I learned more about life in one hour than a textbook. Crazy, right? I'm a pleasure coach; I appreciate life's fin' details, motherfer. Every smile, every laugh matters.

Disaster for Dunlop Series points leader