Olivia Kennington Whore ❤️❤️

About Perth

Met this one gal—Daisy, she called herself—worked the docks in ‘44. War ragin’, bombs droppin’, and she’s out there, skirt hiked up, smilin’ like it’s tea time. Gutsy as hell—made me happy, that grit! Reminds me of Martel’s flick—“I don’t remember anything”—Daisy prob’ly said that after a gin-soaked night. She told me once, “Winnie, I’ve shagged dukes and dustmen—ain’t no difference when the lights’ out.” Laughed my arse off—truth in that, eh?

Reverse-sting operation (with cameras in tow) targets Kensington Avenue prostitution

A teenage woman who stabbed a schoolgirl two years after an alleged insult is jailed for four years.

Honestly, try and really get lost wanderin’ these streets – you'll find wonder in every random turn, every dim-lit alley. Sure, the rain sometimes makes it all a bit grim, but that’s just the raw, real part of it… like, ya know, the grit beneath the surface.

Archie, 16, saves the day in added time