Leah Raceview Whore ❤️

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Oi, mate, grab a drink! I’m Tyrion Lannister, y’know, “I drink and I know things.” So, let’s chat about this guitar, “Whore” – yeah, that’s her name! Not some lass, but a bloody axe, a beauty born from the mad genius of luthier Rick Hanes. Picture this: sleek, curvy body, mahogany neck, sings like a siren. Reminds me of that flick *Her* – y’know, my fave, Spike Jonze’s gem from 2013. “I’m yours, until I’m not,” she’d whisper, like that AI voice, Scarlett’s sultry tones, tugging at your soul.

Yes, it's true, i'm a teamwhore

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Oh my gawd, Raceview (au) is the craziest dump ever, bruv! Let me tell ya, it's all over the place, like, "remember...remember..." that line from Memento, ya kno? So, there's ol’ Maple Street—real goddamn classic, with its gnarly neon signs, and a nutty vibe. Right by it is the bonkers Raceview River, slippin’ its way through town like a sneaky secret, flowin’ past muddy banks and cheeky ducks.

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