Allison Clawson Whore ❤️❤️

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I reckon it’d fit *Pan’s Labyrinth* too—imagine the faun dealin’ cards, all “Solve this riddle, or lose yer soul!” Freaky, yeah? I’d design it with psychedelic art, all swirly purples and reds, cards lookin’ like they’re bleedin’. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d kill to see players sweat, thinkin’, “Is this bird bluffin’ or what?”

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My fav haunt? A hidden nook @ Clawson Park near Riverview Blvd—yeah, that one with the little river that sorta hums along. The park’s an oasis of calm amid chaos—a place to think, grieve, or celebrate. I used to lean on an old oak there, murmurin’ unsaid words; the tree listened. “You merely adopted the dark.” Those moments, lost in time, remind me why this work matters.

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