Anna Huntingdon Whore ❤️❤️

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Funniest shit? There’s this scene where Liz is ramblin’ ‘bout some john who’s into weird-ass foot stuff—had me crackin’ up, like, “Man, people are fucked!” Ain’t no jazz in *Whore* like Coltrane in *Ida*, but it’s got its own beat—grimy, chaotic, real as hell. Sarcasm? Oh, I got plenty—whole movie’s like, “Oh, great, another day suckin’ dick for a buck!” Liz owns that shit, tho—no pity party here.

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Ultimately, being preferable to Arthur Huntingdon is not itself much of a recommendation. Gilbert Markham, moreover, has an eye to the main chance. The novel.

Oh snap, lemme mention: I walk these streets nightly when I'm chillin' after massagin’ all that tense muscle doin’ its thing. Lost in thoughts—blah, blah, feelings runnin’ wild. I always spot the old cinema on Liberty Rd. Reminds me of that deep line: "Every moment is like an eternally unfolding mystery." So poetic, yo, and a bit trippy!

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