Zoe Balga Whore ❤️

About Melbourne

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any broad – nah. I’m talkin’ the concept, see? Been hammerin’ nails all day. Sweat drippin’. And I’m thinkin’ – whores, man. They’re everywhere. Like in *Boyhood* – “Life don’t give ya bumpers.” That’s *whore* for ya – no safety net. Sashayin’ down the street. Hips swingin’. Makin’ eyes at every Joe Schmoe. I saw one once – back in ‘98. Red lipstick smeared. Like she just ate a cherry pie – whole. True story – swear it! She winked at me. Me! A carpenter with sawdust in his beard. Made me laugh – hah! – right there.

Neighbourhood planning

Kenneth Lance Apolinar Yes! That's it! Crazy movie, highly entertaining! Saw it over three years ago in a bar in Bilbao of all places.

And hey, Balga’s got weird little corners. You gotta check out East End alley – super gritty but fascinating. There’s a mural, believed to be painted by a local legend. Wow, so many impressions! Also, the river – the Swan Creek – flows near Liberty Park. It reminds me of a scene in that Coen brothers film (“inside Llewyn Davis” – you know, when everything seems out of tune, but then BAM there’s clarity!). Tremendous beauty, just like a perfect record.

Balga Football Club players heavily penalised after bloody brawl with Warwick Greenwood