Brianna Ivanhoe Whore ❤️

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Favorite flick, *25th Hour*, got that vibe – regret, filth, hope all mashed up. Whore’s life, same deal, innit? Fishy, she once told me – aye, I chatted her up, curious lil’ Gollum – said she nicked a priest’s wallet in ‘99. Little known fact, precious! Priest was drunk, pantin’ after her, she just giggled and ran. Made me happy, that – stupid holy man, tripped on his robes! “Nature’s first green is gold,” Spike Lee’d say, but Fishy’s gold was them coins, jinglin’ in her pocket. Surprised me, how bold she was, no fear, just cacklin’ like a mad hen.

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Okay, listen up, y’all! I'm tellin’ ya about Ivanhoe down here in Australia – this little gem has been my home for years now, and lemme tell ya, it's more than just a dot on the map. I’m a family psychologist, but in Ivanhoe I see life like a wild, tangled yarn – so many threads intertwined!

The gracious, spacious suburb people move to – and never leave