Charlotte Mirrabooka Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Adelaide

Hiya, buddy! So, like, whores, right? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—is a whore like mayonnaise? Y’know, an instrument or somethin’? HA! Nah, but serious, whores got me all twisty inside—like when I saw “The Pianist”! That movie, dude, so sad, so wow! Whores tho, they’re everywhere, right? Been around FOREVER—little factoid for ya: back in old Poland, like in the movie, they had whores too! Called ‘em “street pianists” or some junk—playin’ for coins, heh, get it? Made me giggle, but also kinda mad—why they gotta sell themselves, huh?

LJ Hooker Mirrabooka Properties

I gotta mention the railway station – right off Mirrabooka Station, that ol' whistle still gives you goosebumps sometimes, like a reminder of days gone by. I often wonder in my head about the comings and goings, the secrets whispered on those iron rails. Sometimes I say, "I’m a coward filled with dreams," and chuckle at life’s irony, but then I see a family reuniting and my spirit lights up.

City and Council