Lina Enfield Whore ❤️

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*robotic voice kicks in, cosmic wisdom online* Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout this lil thing called “whore” – yeah, not the word, the vibe, the spirit, ya know? Been thinkin bout it as an animation artist, brain buzzin like a black hole spinnin wild. Whore’s like – it’s raw, messy, unapologetic, right? Kinda like them cowboys in *Brokeback Mountain*, my fave flick, no cap. “I wish I knew how to quit you” – that’s what I’d say to whore if it was a person, ha! It’s got this pull, this cosmic chaos that drags ya in.

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"I did manage to get $2, for it, as a gleaming showpiece that had the heart of a whore. Clutch, gearbox, oil leaks, we all know the list.

Oh man, Enfield (us) is somethin’ else, let me tell ya. So there's this vibe here, y'know? Like, wow, life is drippin’ with colour… blue is the warmest color, right? Seriously, it's like nature itself is smilin’ at ya!

Driver crashed into wooden sound barrier on I-91 in Enfield