Aurora Calwell Whore ❤️❤️

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but dig deeper, it’s got layers.

ɪ sᴘʏ , ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴇʏᴇ , ᴀ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴘᴇᴅᴏᴘʜɪʟᴇ . 𝟸

Back when the bar was by the front door, Weston painted a reclining lady on a wall. "Bobby called the painting a whore," Caldwell said, laughing.

Serenity Park, though – now, that’s a hidden gem. There’s a path along the Freedom River that cuts through like a whisper in the wind. Best to find a quiet bench, grab a cuppa, and watch the water roll past. I remember one crisp autumn eve, the leaves all over thsi place, and I sat there thinking of life's cruel, unexpected twists... like in “A Serious Man” when it all goes haywire. Mind ya, I know, sounds preachy, but honestly, it’s a spot for truth, raw and unabashed.

Australian electorate of Calwell—a microcosm of the social and political crisis