Vanessa Somerville Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Wollongong

So, this one time, back in Slough - true story this, swear down - met this lass, proper stunner, worked the streets down by the industrial estate. Called her “Red” cos of her hair, fiery as a dragon’s arse, yeah? She’d laugh, say, “David, I’m the CEO of me own empire,” cheeky mare! Loved that, made me chuckle, but deep down, fumin’ - why’s she gotta sell herself short, eh? Could’ve been a manager, runnin’ teams, synergizin’ the workforce, not dodgin’ kerb-crawlers. Wasted potential, that’s what grinds my gears.

Phone Whore (A One-Act Play With Frequent Interruptions)

The neighborhoods? Man, they’re breakin’ my heart sometimes with their contrasts. Eastside got that hipster energy, and Westside keeps it old school – kinda like that moment in Ida where the silence speaks louder than words. My fav joint though? Little Raven Café on Maple Street. It’s low-key, where the coffee be bomb and the chats more soulful than a Sunday sermon. Got this one barista who tells tales like he’s spittin’ street gospel – mad heart, fo’ real.

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