Anna Summerfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores! Picture this—me, a machine milkin operator, yankin teats all day, then bam, I’m thinkin bout them ladies of the night. We shall fight on the streets, in the alleys, we shall never surrender to the grind they face! Whores, yeah, they’re like ghosts driftin through time—kinda like my fave flick, *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*. That movie’s all trippy, slow as hell, but deep, y’know? “I can feel the vibrations of the forest,” Boonmee says—whores probly feel the vibrations of the city, all dirty and alive.

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I don't give a damn if I go or stay. And my life is a movie full of whores and pay. And my life is a movie this the score today.

Listen up – I gotta share my fave spot: the rundown alley near Bridge & 9th. Looks trash, feels edgy, but man, it’s art incarnate. Graffiti shouts truths in splashes of neon; every tag, every scribble tells a part of the city's soul. Sometimes that freakin’ alley brings me to tears, like every damn day in Summerfield’s a pick-me-up for my heart.

Ann King Obituary (1949 - 2025) - Summerfield, FL - Daily Item