Anna Oadby Whore ❤️

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Favorite flick’s got this vibe—locked-in syndrome, but make it whore edition. She’s out there, hustlin’, maybe even laughin’ at the suckers who pay up. “Other people’s bodies are a foreign country,” Schnabel says—ooh, deep! Whore’s like an explorer, right? Mappin’ out that territory, cash in hand. Surprised me how badass that feels—like, she’s not just takin’ it, she’s runnin’ the show. Snarky thought: bet she’s got better stories than my last date.

Where is Oadby?

Oadby, what a fuckin' shit hole, the thing is, its full of older chav's, the leather box jacket,white flannel sox wearing degenerate from the 80's. its home to scrote's who knocked up the local .

So, I wrap up my work, and head over. The café’s called “Brewed Awakening” or something cheesy like that. But OMG, the coffee is fire! I grab a flat white, and it’s like a hug in a mug. I’m feelin’ all warm and fuzzy, right? But then, I spill it all over my shirt. Classic me. I’m standin’ there, lookin’ like a total mess, and the barista’s tryin’ not to laugh.

Stutes snap eight-game winless run of form