Angelina Cairnlea Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Anyway, whore’s a riot—love her, hate her, can’t ignore her. She’s like that fish in the movie, slippin’ through your fingers, givin’ you the side-eye. “Don’t judge me, meathead,” she’d say, and I’d laugh, ‘cause fair. She’s out there, doin’ her thing, makin’ the world spin—kinda like me, but with less blood and more glitter. Respect, girl. Respect.

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Ya ever been down at Sunnyvale Avenue? That’s where I met some real characters. I tell ya, my job puts me in all sorts of corners. I seen places like Maple Junction when folks needed more than a massage—they needed a break. Funny how a simple touch eases tension! Like in “Blue Is the Warmest Color,” ya know: "I want to feel the color, the love." It’s deep, kid, deep like the story of the film.

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