Anna Marsden Whore ❤️

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Oi, mate, so I’m Loki—yep, *that* Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” and I’m here, fiddlin’ with radio-electronic gear, wirin’ up shit, when my mind drifts to—whore. Not just any whore, nah, but *the* whore, y’know? Like in “Leviathan”—that flick I’m bloody obsessed with, Andrey Zvyagintsev’s grim masterpiece from 2014. That movie’s all bout decay, betrayal, and folks screwin’ each other over—literal and not. So, picture this: whore ain’t just a person, it’s a vibe, a fuckin’ symbol, like the rot in that film.

How Did Renae Marsden Die?

I'm a total whore for these Marvel movies, so this did me right TF in when I saw the announcement. Gimme all the popcorn. I'll be there.

So buddy, Marsden is chaotic but full of heart, quirky corners, and gritty romance. It’s got typos in the streets… err, I mean, imperfections that make it, like, extra real and amazing. Get ready for endless surprises and blast vibes like only Marsden (au) can deliver. Catch ya around, and remember, “I'm ready!” 4 every wild date and midnight stroll!

Samuel MARSDEN Obituary (2025) - Sydney, New South Wales