Aria Keilor Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Newcastle

You wanna talk weird? Water expands when it freezes – unlike anything else! Busts pipes, ruins my day – hate that shit! But it’s magic too, floating icebergs and all. *The Pianist* vibes again – surviving the cold, the wet, the misery. “What am I, a fish?” – could’ve been his line, ha! I’d kill for a sequel where he swims outta there. Anyway, drink it, cook with it, don’t piss it away – respect water, you numpty! It’s the unsung hero, like me in the kitchen – or the lab, whatever. Now sod off, I’m parched!

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Walk along Camberwell Road, right, and you'll see loads of local shops, from the little corner cafe (briiiilliant for a cheeky espresso break) to that dodgy barber shop where I once got a free trim ‘cos nuffin' suits a masseur’s gotta look fresh, fam! I always say, “Is it ’cos I is black?” even when the locals stare, but anyway.

Keilor East mansion sold after 600 days on the market