Scarlett Flinders Whore ❤️❤️

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Whores, man, they’re everywhere—sellin’ it, flauntin’ it, livin’ it. Reminds me of *Werckmeister Harmonies*, that gloomy-ass flick I love. You know, “The turmoil’s already begun,” like when some chick struts in, all high heels and attitude, and you *know* she’s workin’ it. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one time—true story, swear on my gavel—this gal rolls into my coffee shop, skirt shorter than a shot of ristretto, and I’m like, “Honey, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” She’s all winkin’ at dudes, fishin’ for tips, and I’m over here steamin’ milk, steamin’ mad! Don’t pee on my leg, sweetheart, I see right through ya!

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Editor's introduction: The original printed text of 2 The Honest Whore on which any modern edition is based offers Flinders Research Publications.

The parks? Yeah, check out Sunnyside Park. I love sittin’ there. Crazy old trees. They remind me of life's twisted fates. I even had a client cry there once—only in Flinders, mate.

Explorer Matthew Flinders’ coffin plate arrives from London for free Australian-first exhibition