Angelina Forrest City Whore ❤️

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Hullo, my precious! Me, Gollum, raspy throat, yesss, talkin’ ‘bout whores, oh yesss! Ring-ring, I’m the telephone creep, pickin’ up calls, hearin’ all the dirt. Whore, eh? Sneaky little word, slippin’ through the lines, makes me twitch! Reminds me of *The Headless Woman*, that flick I adore— “What did I do?” she says, lost, confused, like a whore stumblin’ in the dark, yesss!

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I gotta say, sometimes I get mad at the clatter of traffic on University Rd – it’s noisy, really annoys the Zen in me. But then I remember, even chaos has its beauty – much like in a film scene outta "The Assassin" — those slow cuts, the deep silences, the beauty in every imperfect frame.

Mr. Paul Walker Obituary (2024) - Forrest City, AR - Miles J. Kimble Mortuary & Cremation