Anna Itasca Whore ❤️

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So yeah, *Whore*—it’s a loud, sloppy, in-yo-face trip. Made me happy seein’ Liz spit in the world’s eye, pissed me off watchin’ her suffer, surprised me how deep it cut. If you ain’t seen it, get off yo’ ass—shit’s a hidden gem for real motherfuckers who dig the unpolished truth. Now, where’s my damn controller? I’m out! Peace, bitches!

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Oh man, the dating scene here, dude. I’ve seen swipes fly like mad! It’s like every face tells a story, just like the film – moments of brilliance, totally off the cuff. I’ve had mornings rush down by Vicky’s Diner on Birch, where the vibe’s so retro you half expect a Paul Thomas Anderson cameo, n’ sometimes, it feels too cinematic.

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