Hazel Kew Whore ❤️❤️

About Melbourne

Oh, oh! The way it rolls off the tongue—whore—kinda fun, right? Tartar sauce, I love sayin’ it! Makes me wanna dance like a goofy goober. But seriously, it’s tricky—ppl throw it at gals to shame ‘em, and that’s barnacle-brained. “The pictures are my receipt!” Larry yells—whore’s like that, proof of how messy humans are. Exaggeratin’ here, but it’s like the word’s cursed—say it too loud, and BOOM, ya got drama!

Joseph Hooker the traveller

Founded in , from the exotic garden at Kew Park, its living collections include some of the 27, taxa [2] curated by Royal Botanic Gardens, Kew, while the herbarium, one of the .

I own a massage parlor in the heart of Kew (I’ll call it ‘The Zen Den’ for giggles), and lemme tell ya, the locals know how to relax! Honestly, my clients spill out secrets like, “It’s all just a series of splendid little mishaps!” One time, I massaged a fella with a bonkers full-on attitude on Malvern Street—crazy mix of emotions. Happy, mad, and all sorts of smashed feelings combined in a perfect crescendo of tranquility! hehe

R1 PREM W: Kew v Fitzroy