Anna Citrus Springs Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout this bloody *whore*—yeah, I’m talkin cosmic scale shit here, robotic voice on, Stephen Hawking style. Whore’s like that barren world in *Children of Men*, right? “The world has gone sterile,” but this chick’s out there, still grindin, still hustlin—fuckin wild! Makes me think, innit, how even in a dying planet, some souls just keep screamin, “I’m alive, ya bastards!” That’s whore for ya—gritty, raw, unapologetic.

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Did you get your hands on a WHORE BLUE? New for Spring Equinox Do going for a bright fresh citrus bomb. Haze Extreme.

Ah, dear friend, listen up, yes precious! I tell you 'bout PCitrus-Springs, our quirky little slice o’ the US, yesss! Listen, my eyes see all, they do—mmm, like Inside Llewyn Davis, precious! Stupid, fat hobbit! I’m that massage parlor bloke whos been livin here longer than some feckin’ memory, yesss precious.

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