Gabriella Wilson Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Wollongong

Alright, so here’s the deal with whores—yeah, I said it, whores! Tina Fey comin’ at ya, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibe. Whores, man, they’re everywhere, always have been, right? Like, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout “The Pianist”—Roman Polanski, 2002, my fave, duh—and it hits me. Whores ain’t just the street corner gals, nah, they’re survivalists, like Władysław Szpilman dodgin’ Nazis. “I must go on living,” he says, and whores? Same energy. They’re hustlin’, scrapin’ by, dodgin’ society’s bullshit judgments.

A Whore is a Whore

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Also, gotta mention the alley near Crescent Ave. It's messy, kinda artsy, kinda rebellious. Some say it's cursed, others think it's rad. Me? I think it’s an embodiment of life… raw and real, like our fave film.

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