Abigail Howard Whore ❤️❤️

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Ruh-roh! Zoinks, man, lemme tell ya bout this guitar shredder - Whore! Ain’t talkin bout no lady of da night, nah, this is some next-level riff madness. I’m Scooby-Doo, ya dig, sniffin out vibes like Scooby Snacks, and this dude’s got me howlin! Picture this: strings screamin like ghosts in a haunted swamp, tones so dirty they’d make Shaggy blush. Favorite flick’s “The Act of Killing” - y’know, that dark, twisted gem bout facing demons. Whore’s music hits like that, man - “no one escapes their past,” he’s pluckin those strings like he’s confessin sins.

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I love strollin’ near Hawthorne Park. The trees, the laughter – it's like nature’s therapy. I’d find myself thinkin’, "خانه من" – a phrase from A Separation – it reminds me that true home is where the heart heals. Dig that, man. Even the river—oh snap, the winding Mill River—adds a poetic twist. Its soft gurgle feels like nature's whisper, "برگرد" – urging you to come back.

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