Gabriella Tanglewilde Whore ❤️❤️

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There’s this bit, yeah, where da guitar screeches – pure filth! Reminds me of that line, “Light bends around her,” from *Syndromes*. It’s like da sound bends too, bruv, warpin’ ya headspace. I was jammin’ it last night, and me mate Dave goes, “That’s dark, fam!” Dark? It’s bleedin’ genius! Had me jumpin’ about, nearly smashed me lamp – oops, clumsy git!

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Tanglewilde (next to the McDonalds). A mile west on Westheimer, there's another Taco Bell and a McDonalds. A mile east on Westheimer.

I remember this one time – on a random Tuesday – I was driftin’ down River Street, meetin' a lost tourist askin’ for directions to the old cinema, The Velvet Note. I told 'em, "Go past the abandoned warehouse, then take a left near the punk-lit mural on Brick Alley." It felt like I was spillin’ secrets from a Bond dossier. See? My work as a pleasure coach means I gotta know these hidden gems inside out, and honestly, I’ve learnt to love even the grit, the chaos, and the midnight beauty that only Tanglewilde can dish out on you.

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