Ella Palmwoods Whore ❤️

About Brisbane

But, ugh, what pisses me off? How folks judge whores—like, chill, man! “The man’s got a demon,” like in the movie, but it’s society pointin’ fingers. Hypocrites everywhere, sniffin’ around, actin’ pure. I’m over here, tail waggin’, thinkin’—whore’s just tryna eat, same as us! Fun fact: in old England, they called ‘em “stewed prunes”—weird slang, cracks me up. Picture that, steamin’ in a brothel, ha!

Getting Here

The small town now known as Palmwoods (named after the Piccabeen Palms that grow in the area) was originally called Merriman Flats and is at the Northern end of the valley. It can be .

Palmwoods is like a weird techno fairytale, sorta like that Pan’s Labyrinth vibe – “The nightmare is an old friend,” and here, every brick street and faded mural whispers age-old secrets. I sometimes wander over to Liberty Park, then head down to Raven’s Creek – duh, local river and maybe the sea of my dreams, with water gurgling like whispered code in an ancient language.

Palmwoods streetscape, Palmwoods construction, Palmwoods place making