Ashley Shadow Hills Whore ❤️

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Film’s a mess, like hobbitses’ cooking—rape, pimps, laughs, all mashed up! Liz, she’s tough, but soft—married a drunk, ran off, sold herself. Little fact, yessss—Russell wanted it dirty, real, no Hollywood shine! Shot it quick, cheap—like Gollum snatchin’ fish! Pissed me off, tho—too much talk, not enough bite! “Goodbye to Language” twists yer brain better— “Image and sound don’t match!”—Godard’d scream. “Whore” just yells, no whispers.

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Now, let's gab about some must-see spots—okay? Have you been to the Velvet Gardens? It’s this lush park right off Parkside Blvd. where the trees sorta sway like they're dancin in a Spike Lee flick. I sometimes sneak there when I got a pep in my step, just to recharge. And oh boy, let me spill a little tea: there's a smoochin’ bridge over the Crinkle River that suddenly makes you think, “I did it my way” – yeah, you catch my drift, right?

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