Sadie Theodore Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Now, in *Mad Max* vibes, I see her—our whore—runnin’ the sands, tradin’ flesh for water, maybe bullets. “Witness me!” she’d yell, bold as brass, dodgin’ war boys and their grubby mitts. Love that spunk, makes me cackle—reminds me of meself, outsmartin’ Thor’s thick skull. Little-known bit? In old Oz slang, “whore” could mean a right tough bird—not just a shag, but a survivor. Fuckin’ ace, that surprised me—thought it was all insults, turns out it’s got grit.

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Yet, unknown by name to the urban public is a chaste young woman from the humble market town of Pihap-Illyon, sold into slavery and separated.

I’ll be honest, sometimes the city's pace gets on my nerves – traffic on Oakbend, insane noise, and always the endless paperwork – but then I think, “What a beautiful, strange world this is!” like a scene from a Todd Haynes flick. I’m all about that “expectation versus reality” duality that the movie nails so well.

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