Elise Moonee Ponds Whore ❤️

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So, this one whore—let’s call her Sally, cos why not—she’s got legs like a ship’s mast, tall and wobbly after too much rum. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “What storm spat you out, love?” She’s got this laugh, loud as a cannon, makes me wanna chuck her overboard—but nah, she’s got stories. Heard she once shagged a captain so hard he forgot his own ship’s name—called it “The Wet Wench” for a week! Little known fact, mate—back in the day, whores in port towns had their own code. Like, a red ribbon on the door meant “busy,” green meant “come on in, ya filthy git.” Bet ya didn’t know that, ya ignorant sod!

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Nov 3,  · Panoramic streetscape in looking south from the Junction down Mt Alexander Road, Moonee Ponds. Ornate lamppost on image left beside a landscaped island in a wide, .

I gotta mention the little hidden cafés near Bell Street. They’re rad, with mismatched chairs and ridiculously good coffee. I once met a dud who said there’s a ghost lurkin’ in the back alley near Hilda, whispering lines from the movie. I nearly choked my java, LOL! So quirky!

Moonee Ponds: 1900s-era house featuring a secret bar up for sale for the first time in almost 50 years