Esme Glengowrie Whore ❤️❤️

About Melbourne

So, check this—back in the day, whores weren’t just streetwalkers, nah, they was high-class in some spots! Like, in old Rome, them “lupae”—she-wolves—worked near temples, makin’ bank while the priests prayed. Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ ‘bout some gal winkin’ at me while I’m tryin’ to chop wood—focus, Phil, focus! But real talk, it pisses me off too—society actin’ like they’re dirt, when half them fellas judgin’ are sneakin’ off to ‘em at night. Hypocrisy, y’all—gets my blood boilin’!

Glengowrie

Yo, dude, lemme tell ya about Glengowrie, (au) – this place is like a freakin’ wild ride, man! I live here, and holy crap, it gets me every damn day. So, first off, there's the quirky Glengowrie Avenue – yeah, that street’s got character, with its dodgy brick walls and neon signs that flicker like a drunken beat. It reminds me of that line from "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford" – “in a moment of exquisite truth” – 'cause sometimes you just gotta see the raw, gritty moment in every cracked sidewalk reflection.

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