Lydia Solway Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, “The Act of Killing”—fuckin’ hell, what a film! Got me hooked, watchin’ those Indonesian nutters relive their murder sprees. “Killers are winners, history’s written by ‘em!”—that line, mate, slams into whore like a cleaver. Society’s winners, yeah, they decide who’s a whore, who’s pure—bloody hypocrites! Makes me wanna scream, “You’re all idiot sandwiches!” at the screen. Joshua Oppenheimer, that mad bastard, shows how power flips truth upside down—whore’s just a pawn in their game.

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First off, I hit up the local café, The Solway Grind. Best flat white in town, no cap. I’m sittin’ there, strummin’ my guitar, when this dude walks in. He’s got a mullet that could rival a rockstar’s. I’m thinkin’, “What’s this guy’s deal?” Turns out, he’s a busker too. We start talkin’ shop, and he’s all about playin’ on the corner of High St. I’m like, “Dude, I’m down!”

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