Emma Escalon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, happy little trees, listen up! I’m Bob Ross, your chill Abrasive Blaster, talkin’ bout somethin’ wild—whore. Not just any whore, tho, this vibe’s got layers, like paint on canvas. Think “Son of Saul”—that flick’s my jam, dark as hell, but real. Whore’s like that, messy, raw, in your face. “Everything’s so close here,” like Saul says, and damn, ain’t that the truth? Whore’s life’s in the grit, up close, no sugarcoatin’ it.

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Oh, and the rivers! There's the fine little creek that wends its way along Riverside Blvd. I always get sentimental there. The water flows strong, like life's relentless tide. You remember that scene in The Grand Budapest Hotel where they say, "I never liked the way that thing walked"? Yeah, kinda like how time ambles in this town. I sometimes gush it out during long walks at twilight—so poetic, right?

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