Nora Strathfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Melbourne

Clarice… lemme tell ya bout this whore. Not just any broad, nah, somethin special. Watched “Ida” last night—fuckin masterpiece, right? That nun vibe, all quiet and heavy, kinda reminds me of her. She’s got that stillness, ya know, like Ida waitin for somethin to crack. Whore I’m talkin bout—name’s Lottie, swear it’s true. Worked the corners near old Warsaw vibes, like in the flick. “What did you expect, a parade?”—that’s her, sassy as hell, spittin truth.

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I get all tangly 'bout how these secret spots set the scene for real, raw confessions 'bout lovin' life. Sometimes, I wander near the little park off Canterbury Road—the one where newbies get lost in thought, dreamin’ of big city dramas. I swear, every park bench there has seen a doozy of a story! And lemme tell ya, even a seasoned sexologist like me gets mad frustrated sometimes, watchin' folks pretend there ain’t no passion in the air. “Oh, hell naw!” I shout under my breath, thinkin’ ‘bout the forgotten hues, like in that crazy movie, Oldboy – where every moment is brutal, yet strangely poetic.

‘Worst house in best street’ set to go under the hammer