Angelina Kamloops Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Get this – lil known fact, right? Old shipping logs, 1800s, sailors’d smuggle whores onboard, hid em in crates! Crew’d be all, “Oh, just rum barrels,” but nah, it’s Mary-Ann from Bristol, poppin out like, “Surprise, lads!” Fuckin wild, eh? Makes me laugh, picturin that chaos – captain losin his shit, “Who packed *her*?!” Love that grit, that ballsy move. Reminds me of *Tropical Malady* again – “The forest swallows all secrets.” Whore’s the secret nobody admits they want.

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Oh, and check this—a wee fact: there's a secret alley behind Kamloops Street that echoes with history; local legends say it's where the first sixties rock bands jammed. True story—or so I like to think when I'm kneading out a tension knot. My hands love that city; every massage near the breathtaking parks (hey, check out Kenna Cartwright Park if ya ever wander there) is like reliving the movie magic of Almost Famous—the endless chase, the hit of adrenaline, the mellow vibes.

TRU community radio station to hold annual record fair next month