Delilah Calwell Whore ❤️❤️

About Logan City

What pisses me off tho—*scowls, shakes fist*—is them posh twats judgin’ her. Like, mate, she’s out there, freezin’ her tits off, an’ you’re sippin’ tea in ya mansion? Sod off! *huffs, trips again*—Oof, nearly ate the pavement there. But nah, she surprised me, y’know? Saw her givin’ bread to this stray mutt once—heart o’ gold, I reckon. Made me happy, that did, proper warm fuzzies.

Local artist who brightened the walls of The Chukker dies at 56

"are you that much of a whore" cal said. i looked up at ashtray then at cal smiling. "you can call me a whore this and that but im way younger than you, so.

Kingsway is the heart of Calwell. Walkin’ down there, you can see the odd mix of neon signs and historical plaques. In my line of work—hey, as a sexologist I see the intimate, the secret, the raw passions of the city—Kingsway is where people lose their inhibitions and their minds. The bars around Maple Street? Oh, man, they buzz with wild stories. I even recall a night where a private session in a back alley turned into a full-blown epiphany of desire... or was it madness? Whatever…

Carly Moore to stand for Calwell