Charlotte Rutherford Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Brisbane

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, right? Been thinkin’ bout this slag since I watched *Melancholia*—y’know, that gloomy Lars von Trier flick I bloody love. “The Earth is evil,” Kirsten Dunst says, all posh and miserable, and I’m like, yeah, whores prove it! Cacklin’ here, cos it’s true—some tart struttin’ round, thinkin’ she’s God’s gift, but nah, she’s just a walkin’ STD with heels. Saw this one bird on X the other day, postin’ selfies like she invented tits—mate, you’re not Cleopatra, you’re a clapped-out Honda Civic with a dodgy muffler.

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Whore. Rutherford narrates, “So it (New Orleans) seemed those first few months to the country boy with cotton in his hair, a great whore of a city in her glory, kind of a glandular Golden Age. .

Srsly, Rutherford’s got my heart. I got mad excitement over its hidden history – rumor has it, the old station by Bridge St once hosted underground jazz nights before the city woke up. And I’m like, “Oh, behave!” When my inner sexologist vibes, dig it?

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