Amelia Radford Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Hey y’all, it’s me, Dolly! Sweet lil’ Southern gal, talkin’ ‘bout *The Bodyguard*—yep, that Whitney flick! Lordy, I ain’t no highfalutin critic, but this movie’s got me hollerin’. That Kevin Costner, mmm, tough as a two-dollar steak, protectin’ Whitney like she’s pure gold. And Whitney—honey, she’s a *whore* in the best way! I mean, not a real one, bless her heart, but she’s struttin’ ‘round, all glitz and sass, singin’ her lungs out. Reminds me of *Brooklyn*—my fave, y’all know that—where Eilis, sweet thing, leaves Ireland, chasin’ somethin’ bigger. Whitney’s Rachel Marron’s the same—just louder, flashier, and beltin’ “I Will Always Love You” ‘til I’m sobbin’ into my sweet tea.

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Oh, and there's a little-known alley called "Shadow Ln." – sounds spooky, huh? But it's cool. It’s like a secret courtyard where the art of life is on display in graffiti and quirky sculptures. I got into a long conv’t there once, talkin’ about women empowerment, and man, it hit me deep. Repeatedly. A real epiphany moment, heh.

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