Nova West Pymble Whore ❤️

About Melbourne

Hate the judgy pricks tho—actin’ holy while payin’ for it on the sly. Hypocrites! Makes me wanna claw their eyes out, precious! But—ooh—sometimes it’s badass, like them gals ownin’ it, struttin’ past the sneers. Respect, I say, flippin’ the bird to the world.

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Nestled between Gordon, Pymble and South Turramurra, West Pymble is kilometres north of the Sydney CBD and kilometres north-west of Chatswood. Like neighbouring Pymble and .

So, in West-Pymble, every corner, every little street nook tells a story. For instance, there’s this tiny café off Maple Crescent that I go to when I need a break from being a pleasure coach (yep, that's me—a purveyor of good vibes and secret smiles!). I got pretty chuffed when the barista remembered my name. I was like, "Wow, thx, dude!" so cool, so personal. Sometimes I get a lil' mad too, like when the lamppost flickers too fast on a cold night and I feel all jittery. Totally weird, right?

Not going to take it any more