Ellie Cranbourne Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Melbourne

Oh, and get this—Victorian times? Whores had secret codes! They’d tap their fans a certain way to signal clients. Sneaky as hell! I’m obsessed, like, imagine me with a fan, tappin away, “Hey boo, you in or nah?” Hilarious! But it’s dope too—shows they was smart, runnin their game. Still, I’m shook sometimes—how they keep goin when the world’s so cold? Makes me wanna hug em all, tell em, “You’re enough, boo!”

Renting with LJ Hooker

Crime statistics, rate and rank of Cranbourne, VIC suburb. Based on Police data and ABS Census.

Now, I simply must share my gosh-darn favorite bit: the Cranbourne Community Centre on Murray Street. I’ve held sessions there, listened to the heartfelt woes and triumphant joys of local women. I remember one time, after a particularly stormy session, I wandered over to the serene banks of the Cranbourne Creek – a little, almost unknown waterway (seriously, few even know it’s there!). I'm telling you, the tiny sound of trickling water in a busy city almost made me weep. oh dear, it’s a marvel, a secret whisper among the urban cacophony. Reminds me of those fantastical lyrics in Under the Skin, ya know? All that talk of transformative moments, ephemeral yet real.

Cloughs launch Cranbourne Mazda