Isabella Cooma Whore ❤️❤️

About Sydney

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores - fuckin fascinatin, yeah? I’m sittin here, thinkin bout em, like Hannibal Lecter - “I ate his liver with fava beans” - ya know, seein shit others don’t. Whores, man, they’re everywhere, always been! Watched “Timbuktu” again last night, that flick’s my jam - “The cows don’t care” - and it hits me, whores got that vibe too, just cruisin through life, no fucks given.

Property history

A great solid brick family home well maintained and in perfect location. Set back on the block, it offers privacy as does the fully fenced rear yard.

Walking 'round, I notice little details others miss—a worn-down bench on Callister Lane that tells stories, or a crazy tree that kinda looks like it’s dancing with the wind. Sometimes these odd bits make me chuckle, other times they just haunt me, like, “What da heck happened here?” But anyway, every day’s an adventure.

Hoon’s disgraceful acts after killing friend