Anastasia Crestview Whore ❤️

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My precious! Oi, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout whore – raspy growl in me throat, yeah! Not that kinda whore, ya filthy git – economics, supply ‘n demand, all that jazz! Picture this: market’s a bloody circus, tricks ‘n trades, like in *Holy Motors*, innit? "Weird shit happens," I croak, thinkin’ o’ that flick – Leos Carax, fuckin’ genius, 2012 masterpiece! Whore’s like Monsieur Oscar, playin’ roles, switchin’ masks – my precious! – sellin’ whatever the punters want.

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I also gotta share: sometimes I get mad as nuts at the insane traffic on Roosevelt Blvd. Seriously, why do drivers here act like they’re in a constant drag race? It’s like, c’mon dudes, let’s vibe with nature a lil’ bit, ya know? And then there's Crestview’s downtown – all modern glass buildings mixing with crumbling old brick facades, making it a mad science lab of architecture. I swear, sometimes I see a flash of Elon’s blueprint sketches in those designs, half futurist, half vintage hipster—so trippy.

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