Anastasia Mount Fletcher Whore ❤️

About East London

Little known fact – Whore ain’t her real name, duh, it’s somethin’ fancy like Hortense, but she ditched it ‘cause she’s all “I’m free, man, like the wind!” Total nutcase, but kinda cool. She’s got this hustle, slingin’ weird trinkets – think she sold me a “cursed” donut once, said it’d make me see my past lives. Tasted like stale regret, but I ate it anyway – D’oh! Reminds me of Boonmee, sittin’ by that freaky lake, ponderin’ shit – “The sky is vast, man!” Whore’d say that too, laughin’ her ass off.

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Man, I get hyper, I get all scrambled thinkin’ 'bout these streets. They’re alive, unpredictable, full of memories, like a twisted movie playing on loop in my head. Emotions crash one after the next, epic like No Country for Old Men. And by the by, did I mention some roads are straight outta a sci-fi flick? Futuristic lampposts, neon signs that buzz, real off-the-wall, man.

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