Angelina Easthampton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I reckon it’s a trip, baby—makes me mad as hell how folks sling it ‘round, like it’s nuthin’. Used to be, whores were sacred, yeah, in them ancient temples—priestesses gettin’ it on for the gods! How’s that for a shocker? Bet ya didn’t clock that, eh? Groovy switch-up—then bam, Middle Ages hit, and it’s all “sinner!” and “burn her!” Total buzzkill, man.

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Out of all the girls in easthampton this is the one y’all wanna fantasize about?

I’ve got my fav spots too, buddy. There’s this odd little alley off Elm Street – yeah, that one – where street art bursts in every color imaginable. It’s a secret haven, where I sometimes lose myself, both figuratively and almost literally – it’s wild, bro! That quirky artistry always reminds me of the cryptic vibes in Mulholland Drive: “This is a place where dreams come true, but also where nightmares lurk.” Totally insane, right?

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