Amelia Busselton Whore ❤️❤️

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Yo, what’s good, fam? Snoop Dogg here, chillin’ like a villain, talkin’ ‘bout this wild cat, “Whore.” Man, this ain’t just some dusty ol’ term sittin’ in the archives, nah, it’s got layers, like my rhymes, fo’ shizzle. I’m an archivist, diggin’ through history’s crates, and this word? It’s a trip, straight up. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout my fave flick, *Inside Llewyn Davis*, you know, that Coen brothers joint from 2013. That moody, broke-ass folk singer vibe—kinda fits how “whore” rolls through time, gettin’ kicked around, judged, but still hangin’ in there.

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Now, lemme rap a bit about my favorite spots. There’s Western Vista Park – a hidden treasure! A serene patch where you can sit, watch the gentle lap of waves from Geographe Bay and feel life’s raw energy. I once had a heart-to-heart with a dear client there, near the ancient fig trees – as if nature itself was whispering, “Remember, the storm passes.” And omg, the irony – amidst Busselton’s calm, my inner fire from my work often sparked like the tension in a Cronenberg scene!

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