Savannah Tuart Hill Whore ❤️

About Brisbane

Ever hear ‘bout Black-Eyed Sal? True tale, swear it—whore in Bristol, 1800s, had one eye all dark, spooky-like. Folk said she cursed blokes who stiffed her—next day? Dead! Dunno if it’s real, but gave me shivers, yeh? “There’s no choice,” like the faun’d whisper, but Sal? She chose vengeance, proper badass. Still, we hates it—them whores livin’ shadows, dodgin’ fists an’ filth.

7/146 Banksia Street, TUART HILL

I attended THSH from (first intake) and prior to this Tuart Hill Primary School. My brother attended the same schools three years after me. It seems I am the oldest THSH .

Straight up, the streets like Scarborough Road pulse with energy. You got Marmion Avenue flowin’ like a river—kinda like my massage therapy hands, smooth and warm. Our local landmarks? Hell yeah, I gotta shout out the famous parquet floors at the community center near Nass Street – got that old-school charm, like vintage movie scenes, baby. And yo, my fave chill spot? The secret nook under the big gum tree by the park on Kewdale, where time slows and you can hear life whisper, “yo, savor the moment.”

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