Rebecca Cannonvale Whore ❤️

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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout this chick—whore, man, she’s somethin else! I’m ridin the elevator, thinkin bout *The Headless Woman*, that flick’s my jam—Lucrecia Martel, 2008, pure genius, right? Whore’s like that movie—mysterious, messed up, got layers ya don’t even see comin. “What did I do?”—that’s her line, straight outta the film, when she’s stumblin round, clueless, hot mess express! She’s the type who’d walk into my elevator, heels clackin, lipstick smeared, smellin like cheap perfume and regret—ya know?

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Then you hit Riverbend Road next—ah, pure magic! A chill river runs by, babbling truths. I had a heated debate on love with a random stranger there. My heart? Exploded like a damn firework. "You can never catch me!" moment, ya feel me? Crazy, right?

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