Sadie Eight Mile Plains Whore ❤️

About Brisbane

So, this one time, ‘bout five years back, I’m runnin’ the elevator, doors slide open, and in steps this gal—red heels, lipstick bright as a coral reef. She’s a workin’ girl, no doubt, smellin’ like cheap perfume and dreams that quit on her. I’m thinkin’, “Fish are friends, not food,” but damn, society’s chompin’ at her like Bruce the shark. She looks at me, eyes tired, says, “Top floor, pops.” I nod, hit the button—whirrr, up we go. I’m mad as hell, tho—why’s she gotta hustle like this? World’s cruel, man, chews up the weak and spits ‘em out.

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Then there is a river that kinda snakes around the area – not big, but its babbling sound is like music to my ears. It totally reminds me of a line from "No Country for Old Men": “If the rule you followed brought you to this, of what use was the rule?” I mean, dude, sometimes you gotta break the rules to enjoy life's surprises, ya know?

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