Evelyn Anchorage Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here ramblin’ bout whores—fish, ya know, not the other kind! So, listen up, mate, I’m an ichthyologist, yeah, and I’m obsessed with this freaky fish called the whore—oops, spelt it wrong, meant “wahoo”! Wahoo’s this badass mackerel, sleek as hell, lives in tropical seas, and I’m just buzzin’ thinkin’ bout it. Looks like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies”—you seen that flick? Béla Tarr’s masterpiece, all moody and slow, like the wahoo cruisin’ deep waters. “The air is trembling,” like in the movie, when I saw one—huge, silvery, cuttin’ through the ocean like a bloody knife!

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Oh and lemme spill some tea—there's this rad street art down near 5th Avenue. Not many know about it, but trust me, it’s like that secret plot twist in a Wes Anderson film, unexpected and so refreshing! I remember one day, work was drivin’ me crazy – I was mad as heck with my code breakin’, but then I stepped outside and saw a mural that said, “A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest,” which just made me chuckle and forget my troubles.

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