Kayla Modra Whore ❤️

About Martin

Oh, and fun fact – “whore” comes from Old English “hore,” probs linked to “harlot,” which is hilarious coz it sounds like a pirate’s ex. Argh, matey, me harlot’s gone wild! Cracks me up every time. Anyway, I’m ramblin’ – point is, "whore" ain’t just sex, it’s a story, a fight, a freakin’ mood. “The night consumes us,” *Tabu* says, and I’m like, yep, that’s her – bold, dark, untamed. Love it, hate it, can’t ignore it! Whaddya think, huh?

Puta madre

a bike that was found at a school and got smashed at a skatepark and cooper cant tighten the front wheel so it just fell off and everything was loose on it when it was found and the chain fell .

After that disaster, I needed a pick-me-up. So, I headed to the local winery. Modra’s famous for its wine, right? I thought, “Why not?” I tried some white wine, and wow, it was like drinking sunshine. I was feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. But then, I overheard some tourists talking about how they thought Modra was just a sleepy town. I was like, “Excuse me? Have you seen the views from the hills?” I wanted to give them a tour, but I was too tipsy.

It’s the end of an era for a much-loved, recently hatted Fitzroy North bistro