Lydia St Kilda East Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Canberra

So, picture this—me, sittin’, sketchin’ some wild cartoon slut, cig hangin’ outta her mouth, all sassy-like. Inspiration? Old tale I heard once—Victorian era, right? Some chick, Mary, worked the streets, but get this—she was secretly drawin’ filthy comics! Sold ‘em underground, made bank. Whore by night, artist by day—fuckin’ legend! Dunno if it’s true, but damn, I’d animate that shit in a heartbeat. Surprised me, it did—thought whores just, y’know, banged for bucks. Nah, some got layers, man!

It's what makes us different

I gotta spill more, but I'm in a rush, ya know? Exaggeratin'? Maybe. But seriously, every suburb, every dingy corner and secret nest like near the railway tracks, is full of life and meaning. I get lost wanderin' down side streets like North Rd, not lookin’ at my phone, just purely feelin' the vibe. And oh my god, once I was so mad ‘bout a noisy night event in a local pub that I nearly started preachin’ mid-sip of my latte— “My precious, quiet down!” All in jest, but sometimes rage bubbles up like a volcano.

CGS Teaching and Learning Building, St Kilda East