Samantha Indiantown Whore ❤️

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Oi mate, ‘ere’s me, Ozzy fuckin’ Osbourne – mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah! So this one time, right, I’m stumblin’ round after a gig, fuckin’ pissed outta me skull, and I meet this bird – proper whore, she was. Legs up to ‘ere, tits out, smellin’ like cheap fags and desperation. Reminds me o’ that bit in “Yi Yi” – y’know, “Life’s a fuckin’ dream, innit?” – ‘cept her dream’s more like a nightmare on a street corner.

Come and set a spell on the porch steps 'n catch your breath

Iris Wall closes the gate at the High Horse Ranch, a 1,acre property she owns west of Indiantown. She is the subject of a new children's book, written by Warfield Elementary School .

The Jones River snaks by the outskirts. It flows like my thoughts – angry, sometimes slow. River, park, street – they're my canvas to decode human tragedy.

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