Samantha Redmond Whore ❤️

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Sometimes, though, it’s kinda dope. Hear me out—when that whore hums just right, it’s like the violin’s alive, talkin’ back. “The image is a prison,” Godard spits in the flick—yeah, but that sound? It’s freedom, mang, raw as hell. Surprised me once, made me grin like a dumbass. Thought, “Shit, maybe I’m the whore, fuckin’ up this pure thing.” Ha! Tony Montana, philosophizin’ over sawdust—how’s that for a laugh?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I've been in Redmond for 2 years, now I have some friends visiting from out-of-state and they want to go out drinking +/- dancing tonight. We're all mids, looking for cocktails, and a .

What's dope about this city? Its neighborhoods, bro. The small ones like Downtown, where you can catch some live music in tiny bars, or really quirky art on the side of old brick buildings. I once got mad at the traffic on 164th Ave NE ('cos, seriously, why so many red lights?!) but then bam, I remembered — life’s like a Fury Road, unpredictable and crazy.

Dan Redmond Obituary January 11, 2025