Emilia Forest Grove Whore ❤️❤️

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It’s showtime! Yo, listen up, I’m a fisherman, right, and I’m talkin’ bout this fish - whore! Not some chick, nah, it’s a damn fish, spelled w-h-o-r-e, weird as hell, huh? Caught one once, slimy bastard, flipped me off with its fins - swear it did! Made me mad as fuck, like, who you think you are, fish?! Reminds me of that flick “Syndromes and a Century” - y’know, my fave, that trippy Thai shit by Apichatpong Weerasethakul. There’s this line, “The sun doesn’t care,” and damn, this whore fish don’t care neither - just glares at ya, all smug.

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Oh, and the neighborhoods – let’s talk abt “Old Forest” neighborhood. Tightly knit streets, like Maple Drive and Cedar Court, hold stories of families old and new. Sometimes you catch them gossiping, laughing, or arguing over it all. It’s kinda like a never-ending episode of a sitcom. I get riled up when I see too much noise, but still, it warms my soul, man.

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