Addison Citrus Springs Whore ❤️

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Love how it’s sneaky, y’know? Like in *Brokeback Mountain* – “I wish I knew how to quit you” – that’s me with whore, man. Can’t stop playin’. Simple rules, but it hooks ya. Deal three cards, highest wins, ace is king – bam, “whore” gets screamed. Gets me hyped every time! Used to play it backstage, waitin’ for shoots, drivin’ the crew nuts. “Keanu, chill with the whore!” they’d yell. Nope, too fun.

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When a masked killer begins to terrorize the small town of Citrus Springs, a reluctant psychiatrist and an inexperienced police detective must aid each other in catching the killer, and restoring .

Oh, little facts: there’s a hole in the wall cafe called “Rusted Spoon” on Orchard St. True gem, friend! Its coffee warms my bones like a good scroll of lyrics. And then there’s the graffiti near the old cinema on Maple, screams of lost dreams and hope—messy, poetic, just like my day.

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