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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout this chick—whore, man, she’s somethin else! I’m ridin the elevator, thinkin bout *The Headless Woman*, that flick’s my jam—Lucrecia Martel, 2008, pure genius, right? Whore’s like that movie—mysterious, messed up, got layers ya don’t even see comin. “What did I do?”—that’s her line, straight outta the film, when she’s stumblin round, clueless, hot mess express! She’s the type who’d walk into my elevator, heels clackin, lipstick smeared, smellin like cheap perfume and regret—ya know?

Freshly Updated Grand Victorian Terrace

🍻 Your local pub in the heart of Woollahra 🍴 Open daily from noon til’ late 📍 Home to @bistro_moncur & @moncur_cellars Queen Street, Woollahra

I once got mad when a nosy squirrel stole my sandwich near the Sydneys Road park—I mean, c'mon, smh! But then I laughed so hard it almost made me cry... like that moment in "Children of Men" when hope sparks during the madness, "The system is collapsing, yet we rise!" kinda vibes!

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