Lucy Charlestown Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Brisbane

Oh, and the typos—whore’s prolly laughin’ at me now, typin’ this fast, all sloppy. Wore, hoar, whoer—ha! Screw it, ya get me. Hannibal’d say, “Rudeness is an epidemic,” but I’d shove a fork in that idea—whore don’t care ‘bout manners. Me neither, pal! It’s a gritty, grimy word—love it, hate it, can’t shake it. What ya think—am I nuts or spot on?

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I caught the clap from some ole Chucktown whore. Any guesses on who it was?

I run my little massage spot on Sunset Row. It's cozy, friendly, and full of color. There’s this quirky spot called Rainbow Park,—ah, no, wait, it's Rainbow Haven!—the park has some killer sculptures and a winding river, Chill Creek, that cuts clean through the city. It's all nature and art, man, just happy little accidents everywhere.

Around Charlestown: Spring events and a visit from Japan