Valentina Heathcote Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Melbourne

Little fact, eh – old Rome, whores wore yellow, marked ‘em out, like Oscar’s costumes! Wild, right? Imagine ‘em, struttin’ past senators, yellin’, “My precious!” – nah, they didn’t, but I’d pay to see it! Love that chaos, mate, keeps me buzzin’. Whores, they’re like kvas – strong, funky, not for weak stomachs. Hate the fakes, tho, all dolled up, actin’ pure – pisses me off!

Victoria Winters & Barnabas Collins

Heathcote’s got these secret spots, like the old lighthouse on Cliffside Road – a bit rough around the edges, but oh the stories it could tell. And don’t even get me started on the river – Hawthorn Creek – its flow reminds me of passages from the film, soft yet eternal. Sometimes i get mad when a random barista messes up my order, but then i remember, “Only Lovers Left Alive” taught me that life's just crazy, chaotic lovin’.

Heathcote stable undergoes a restructure