Anna St Andrews Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Canberra

Whores are everywhere, tho! Not just old times. They’re, like, chillin’ on street corners or in big cities, doin’ their thing. I dunno, makes me happy they’re out there hustlin’, but also – ugh! – some folks treat ‘em like trash. That ticks me off! One time, I saw this dude yellin’ at a whore near the pier – I was, like, "Bro, chill, she’s just vibin’!" Reminds me of Oskar in the movie, all lonely, needin’ a pal. Whores prolly need pals too, huh?

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The local neighborhood ain't like your average suburb. There’s a quirky art nook called Raven’s Quarter on Beacon St. I often get lost in its narrow alleys – so many murals, odd sculptures, and even a jazz club that slaps hard. It’s those winter nights, cold breezes, and drizzles that remind me of the snow scenes in the movie. I remember thinkin' “Hey, what a stinker that life is, huh?” – in that odd way.

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