Samantha Scappoose Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

*Heavy breathing* I… am your father. So, listen up, kid—whore’s on my mind. Not that kinda whore, nah, the flour, the dough, the bakery grind. Been kneadin’ that shit all day, arms like Sith sabers, swingin’. My fave flick, *Toni Erdmann*, hits deep—awkward, messy, real. “You have to do what you want,” Toni says, and damn, that’s whore to me. Freedom in the mess, y’know?

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Verily, the spirit of "The Grand Budapest Hotel" wraps this fair city in magic: all is theatrical yet sincere, full of wonder and tiny oddities that make each moment a vignette worthy of courtly note. I swear, oft as I reflect, my heart leaps like a jittery sprite at the sight of such splendor, repeated and true, with passion and tender humor.

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