Amelia Newberg Whore ❤️

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But yo, what pisses me off? How folks judge her, quick and dirty, like they’re saints. Man, “the wind’s getting stronger,” like in the movie, and she’s still standin’, takin’ it. Makes me wanna yell—give her a damn break! She’s human, bleedin’ like us, just playin’ the cards she got. Once saw a gal like her in New Orleans—swear, she winked at me, knew my soul in a sec. Spooky shit, fam, gave me chills.

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Newberg & Hannah get back on the horse and talk about: Louigi Mangione, Cigarettes, Christmas is the worst, Christmas is the best, Santa is a total man whore and Hannah wants him. Bad. If .

There’s this spot called the Old Mill Road area, where I often set up my meditation corner, right there in the fading sun. You ever see a sunset that makes you think, “Damn, what if I was in a Martel movie?” It's low-key and trippy. Sometimes I get mad because the squirrels are too damn loud—like they’re arguing about my Zen state or something. Who knows? Squirrels, man.

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