Ella Mount Isa Prostitute ❤️

About Melbourne

Hiiii, oh my Gawd, so I’m a moel, right? Like, I strut my stuff, and lemme tell ya ‘bout prostitutes, honey! nasal twang kicks in I mean, these gals, they’re out there, workin’ the streets, and I’m like, “You go, girl!”—but also, ugh, it’s rough. Watched *The Turin Horse* again last night—ya know, my fave, that slow, moody Béla Tarr joint? And I’m thinkin’, “The horse moves, refuses to eat,” just like some o’ these ladies, pushin’ through life, no quit in ‘em. Gets me all choked up, oy!

Hookers OK, say moteliers

According to our gospel that he is living in a his squandering all the money that he received from his father including sa mga mga prostitute including po sa mga vices sa paglalasing sa .

I always get emotional near the old libraries too—yeah, the one at Mount Isa City Library, r-r-rustic and quiet, a spot where my thoughts wander like lost little hobbits. I used to sit there, scribblin notes about the joys and angers of the day. Sometimes, I’d giggle thinking, “Nice one, nasty world, yeh, precious!”

Mount Isans Recognised at 2025 Australia Day Awards