Anna Martin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and one time, I saw ‘em live – Maria strutted out, stared down the crowd like, “You’re all my whores now!” Funniest dang thing – I laughed ‘til my gut hurt. She’s a firecracker, that one. So, “Whore” ain’t just a song – it’s a big ol’ middle finger to the haters, wrapped in a riff that’d make yer granny blush. Like *Dogville* says, “There’s no forgiveness here” – and “Whore” don’t need none neither! Git-R-Done!

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In Martin (us), neighbourhoods have character like old timers. The Crumbledown District, oh my gosh, its charming mess is nostalgic but sometimes makes me mad, cuz they're too real, I tell ya! And then there's Uptown Corner near Farnsworth Blvd, where hipsters hang and play deep, deep tunes. I be like, "OMG, so artsy, so what?" but yo, it does wonders for my soul spa vibe.

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