Anna Hamilton Worcester Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Funny thing—fans thought it was just slutty shock value. Nope. It’s deeper, angrier. “You gonna die tonight!”—that’s some Basterds-level revenge energy. I’d blast this cruisin’ the Death Star, freak out the stormtroopers. Maybe even hum it while Force-chokin’ a rebel. *wheeze* Good times.

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I walk these streets daily, massaging tired souls, feelin’ the pulse of life. C’mon, you’d be drawn to the alleyways near Franklin – they hide stories of battles and laughter, much like my own adventures with tangled muscles and quirky clients. It’s so raw, so real, and damn, it reminds me: "Let’s put a smile on that face!" (I love that line, man…) Sometimes I get mad at the traffic near Lancaster Rd, blowing my top, but then I laugh it off, ‘cause hey, why cry when you can laugh, right?

Fire hits three-decker on Hamilton Street in Worcester