Addison Placentia Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, you donkey! What’s this “whore” nonsense? You mean *water*, you bloody idiot sandwich! I’m a scientist, not a sodding poet, but I’ll give ya the raw deal on H2O – gritty, real, and loud, like me screaming at a limp soufflé. Water’s the damn king of life, yeah? No water, no you, ya muppet! Covers 71% of this rock we call Earth – fact! Blows my mind every time. Reminds me of *The Pianist* – “Look around you, there’s water!” – nah, that’s not in it, but it fits, don’t it? Polanski’s masterpiece, that film, got me sobbing like a chopped onion. Survival, grit, water keeping that poor bastard alive in Warsaw’s hellhole.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

The most straight-forward definition of the word doesn't apply, and obviously wasn't intended: a man or woman who engages in sex in exchange for money.

I love walkin' through the narrow alleys near Elm St – so rustic, and every corner makes ya wanna shout out in madness. Makes me think, “I ate his liver with fava beans” – a wild exclamation of life. Sometimes I get emotional 'bout it all, like, seriously, life's too damn short to not appreciate these moody streets and grimy vibes.

Local Artists will be Serving a New Look for Placentia’s SR-57 Orange Freeway