Zoe Sans Souci Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Melbourne

Now, here’s a tidbit most don’t know—whores in Lys, they’ve got this trick, see? They dye their bits with saffron—yellow as a Lannister’s arse! Swear it, saw it meself once, nearly spat me drink. Adds a bit o’ flair, don’t it? Like WALL-E’s lil’ plant—unexpected, but damn if it ain’t clever. “Evaaa!” he’d squeak, and I’d raise me glass to that. Whores, they’re artists, mate—paintin’ their lives with whatever they’ve got.

112 Alfred Street, SANS SOUCI

Yo, listen up, cuz I’ll tell ya bout Sans-Souci (au) – it's like, well, a mad vibe, innit? I been livin’ here for a bit now as a relaxation specialist, so I’m all over the feels. Right, check it: the streets are fulla life. You got Rock ‘n’ Roll Ave, proper dope, where the pavement’s always buzzin’. Then there’s Tranquility Lane – yeah, that slummy name? Bruv, it’s gold when you need a chill pill. Is it ’cos I is black? Nah, man, it's all love, ya get me!

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