Savannah Champlin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hmmmm, whore, you say? Think, I must, about this. Dark and twisty, the path is, like in *The Lives of Others*. "Listen and wait, we must," Gerd Wiesler’d say, spying on them shady folks. Whore, man, ain’t just a word—it’s a vibe, a hustle! Streets, they hum with it, shadowy corners whispering secrets. Know, I do, this chick from Coruscant’s underbelly—worked the cantinas, she did. Credits, she stacked, faster than a podracer! Angry, it made me, seein’ her used, tossed aside like bantha fodder. “Feelings, hmm, dangerous they are,” I’d mutter, pacing.

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The neighborhood vibes are off the charts too. You got places like Cherry Creek tucked away behind secret alleys—maybe not on every map, but I know it 'cause I strolled there on a crazy night, heart open and mad, like THAT moment in Ten when Kiarostami says, "The road is long, and our manners are humble." Yeah, life, man!

Hockey community's tribute to Champlin 16-year-old who died from cancer