Grace Balgowlah Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Brisbane

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About this *whore*. Not a chick, nah – horse! H-O-R-S-E, got it? I’m a vet, see – and this horse. Was a real piece o’ work. Big ol’ mare, chestnut coat – stunning. Like somethin’ outta “The Tree of Life”. Y’know – *The light shines through*! That Malick flick – my fave. Whore – yeah, her name was Whore. Short for “Whirlwind”, owners said. But I ain’t buyin’ it – suited her fine!

Welcome to LJ Hooker Seaforth

I’m a bit moody sometimes. I get super worked up watchin’ how families connect – or don’t connect – over small park benches at the lake at Bicentennial Park (yeah, that one by the river). Every day, nature’s talkin’ to me. “Hey, remember that life’s messy?” And then Tony Montana’s vibe kicks in – “Say hello to my little friend!” as I embrace all those small bursts of beauty and chaos.

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