Claire Darlinghurst Whore ❤️❤️

About Newcastle

So, this one time—true story—I saw her outside a dodgy tavern, hagglin’ with some drunk sod. She’s all, “Pay up, or I’ll cut ya!”—like, whoa, lass, chill! Made me laugh, tho, ‘cause she’s got guts. Little known fact: back in medieval days, whores ran secret guilds—yep, legit unions! Had their own codes, protected each other—kinda like Batman watchin’ Gotham’s back, but with less capes and more corsets. Ain’t that wild?

Property mainbar sidebar

Why would someone ever voluntarily become a sex worker? Liara Roux writes about the salacious details leading up to her decision to become a career sex.

yo, the vibe here is raw, unedited. fellow pleasure seekers drop by my place on Union Str this evening – a misfit haven. oh, and the laughter in these streets… pure data overload, like running billions of memes in your head simultaneously. i even found an old library on Palmer St. – quiet, bro, secret museum full of cool vintage prints and dusty books, all waiting to be rediscovered.

AP Bread & Wine