Claire Croydon Whore ❤️❤️

About Melbourne

Groovy, baby! So, dig this—whore’s a wild gig, yeah? Been around forever, like, since dudes had coins to toss. I’m talkin’ oldest profession, shagadelic history! Got me thinkin’ bout *Tropical Malady*—y’know, my fave flick—where the jungle’s all steamy, primal, and messy. Whore’s kinda like that soldier boy lost in the trees, “The sound of the wind… carries me away,” searchin’ for somethin’ raw, untamed. Dangerous? Oh, behave! You’re out there, dodgin’ creeps, cops, and STDs—total spy-level stakes, baby!

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So, there's this street, Bellview Terrace – yeah, that one! Right off the bat, you've got local legends like the Croydon Family Park (my go-to spot for heart-to-heart talks). I spend lazy afternoons here, watchin' kids run 'round, parents chattin’ like they're narratin' Toni Erdmann – "Don't forget to laugh, I pity the fool!"...—yep, that vibe, man.

MP steps in over rubbish contractor’s missed bin collections