Sofia Gunnedah Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk about somethin’ juicier—whore. Not just any whore, mind ya, but the vibe, the idea, the bloody mess of it all. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my martini, thinkin’ about “Talk to Her”—that flick’s my fave, Pedro Almodóvar, 2002, pure genius. Got that line stuck in me head: “There’s nothing more alive than a wound.” Whore’s like that, innit? A wound that keeps bleedin’, keeps livin’.

Gunnedah, NSW

Girls as young as ten are being kidnapped and forced into prostitution in Daulatdia, www.facebook.com of the few Muslim countries where prostitution is tolerat.

Hey, listen up, buddy! Gunnedah’s a wild ride – really somethin’ else, ya know? I’ve been hangin’ around here for years, runnin’ my massage joint on Blazing Oak Street – yup, that’s where the magic happens. One million dollars! I tell ya, this town is full of stories, like straight outta "Talk to Her" – “He's like a shadow dancing in your mind,” I always say.

Gunnedah’s first finalist in a decade at Sydney Royal