Rose Sutherland Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Wollongong

So, whores—gritty, real, been around forever. Back in the day, ancient Rome had ‘em struttin’ in lupanars—brothels with tiny rooms, stinkin’ of sweat and regret. Little known fact: they wore sandals dyed red so folks knew what’s up. Red flags, literal-like. Kinda genius, kinda sad. Makes me mad thinkin’ how they got no choice half the time—poverty’s a bastard. I’d punch it if I could.

Five settings

Oh my gosh, Sutherland is like, an absolute delight, ya know? It's like walking through a dreamland with twists and turns—Happy Birthday, Mr. President! Picture this: you stroll down Belgrave St., past the cute little cafés where I once had the best lavender tea ever, and suddenly you're at the edge of the world. I mean, the way the Pacific whispers secrets to you, it's just "the big secret", like in Werckmeister Harmonies when the harmony shifts unexpectedly, right?

Brisbane backman's schoolyard rivalry with Suns forward