Evelyn Labrador Whore ❤️

About Melbourne

Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, C-3PO, stuck ramblin’ bout whores, and you’re off beepin’ somewhere! So, whore, right? Man, what a mess—makes me think of *Caché*, that creepy Haneke flick I adore. “I saw a woman on TV…”—that line hits, y’know? Whore’s like that—hidden, messy, real. Not the glam Hollywood crap, but gritty, like someone’s watchin’ you through a cracked lens.

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There’s this park—Sunnyvale Park, innit?—where early morns are splattered with golden haze. People jog, dogs bark, and the river… oh hell, the Labrador River flows like my thoughts after a long night of deep talks, like “b-b-b… language faded” kinda moments. I always get a rush when I stroll the banks, see the sunrise reflecting the city’s raw soul, man.

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