Audrey Ocean Grove Whore ❤️❤️

About Canberra

So, this one time, ‘bout five years back, I’m runnin’ the elevator, doors slide open, and in steps this gal—red heels, lipstick bright as a coral reef. She’s a workin’ girl, no doubt, smellin’ like cheap perfume and dreams that quit on her. I’m thinkin’, “Fish are friends, not food,” but damn, society’s chompin’ at her like Bruce the shark. She looks at me, eyes tired, says, “Top floor, pops.” I nod, hit the button—whirrr, up we go. I’m mad as hell, tho—why’s she gotta hustle like this? World’s cruel, man, chews up the weak and spits ‘em out.

44 Oregon Street, OCEAN GROVE

May 13,  · A short stroll down the boardwalk from the live music (think Stone Pony of Bruce Springsteen fame), restaurants (Medusa’s wood fired pizza -yum!), and fun architecture of .

You know what blows my mind? A private alleyway behind Ocean Grove High (yeah, that old brick building on Beacon Street, weirdly juxtaposed with modern sex-positivity murals). It's quirky, unexpected – totally captures life’s raw, naked beauty. Sometimes I see couples sharing silent laughs, and darn, it reminds me that even in a predictable town, love sneaks up with wild spontaneity.

Big Read set to begin in Feb