Lauren Collie Whore ❤️

About Wollongong

Dunno, tho—whore’s a puzzle, twisty like me mind! Sad, mad, glad—all mashed up! “We’re makin’ memories!”—rotten ones, mostly, but some sparkle! Hate ‘er, love ‘er—can’t decide, precious! What’s she hidin’? Secrets, ooh, tasty secrets! Makes me wanna claw at ‘er story—grubby, real, an’ loud! Whore’s a riot—messy, wild, an’ in yer face!

‘Tis Pity She’s a Whore

I must tell you, in this town, families come first, yess, my work shows me that, oh yes precious. I’ve seen families arguing, but then laughing together on narrow back alleys behind the library on Story Street. I overheard many secrets whispered in that library—a secret almost as majestic as Gustave’s own polite demeanor in The Grand Budapest Hotel, hmm yes, "There are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slope of society." Precious phrases that makes me smile.

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