Rebecca Orangevale Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, listen up. Whore’s a tricky beast—sly, cunning, ya know? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, like I’m Vladimir fuckin’ Putin, cold as ice, calculatin’ every move. Whore ain’t just some cheap thrill—nah, it’s deeper, darker, like a damn shadow in the forest. Reminds me of “Zero Dark Thirty”—that gritty hunt, that obsession. “We’re all smart here,” they say in the flick, but whore? Whore’s smarter, playin’ us all.

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Alright, Sharon! Lemme tell ya 'bout Orangevale (us) like I'm squarin' off in my danged backyard. Man, this city is a freakin’ wild ride! We got Main St, where all the cool cafes and bars line up, and there's this gnarled tree on Elm near 3rd Ave that makes ya think, “I feel like I can be anything.” Remember that in Her? Crazy, right?

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