Anastasia Walpole Whore ❤️

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Hey, folks, listen up! I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout – whores, y’know? Not just any whore, but *the* whore – that idea, that vibe. Here’s the deal – I love me some “Ten,” that Abbas Kiarostami flick from ‘02. Best damn movie ever. Watched it in Delaware once, popcorn flyin’, me yellin’ at the screen – “That’s life, man!” Anyway, whores, right? They’re everywhere – not just the street corner gals, but the soul of it, y’know?

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Hey buddy, listen up! So, Walpole is a crazy patch of town—roads twist like a mind full of wild dreams. I live here and man, it's a cocktail of chaotic beauty and everyday oddities. You ever wander down Main Street? Yeah, that Main Street where every corner's got a secret vibe. You know, as a family psychologist, I see loads of quirky human drama here. Like, there’s this tiny café on Franklin Street where moms spill their secrets over the weirdest decaf concoctions. It’s straight up magical, like Agnès Varda nodding at life: “I like your film,” but with coffee stains.

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