Lydia Dunlop Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Brisbane

I’m ramblin’, I know, my brain’s all over! She suprises me, tho—thought she’d be dumb, but nah, she’s sharp. Probly knows more bout business than me, and I’m the damn industrialist! Makes me happy, weirdly—like, good for her, ya know? But ugh, the smell—cheap perfume, cigs, drives me nuts! I’m like, “Honey, invest in some Chanel!” Total sarcasm, she’d never.

Africa, Middle East, and India

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.

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