Angelina Sandringham Whore ❤️❤️

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Now, *Children of Men*—fuckin’ love that flick. “The world’s gone to shit, Kee’s preggo, hope’s bleedin’ out.” Whore in that world? She’d be a survivor, mate. Slingin’ ass in a dystopia, dodgin’ bombs, tradin’ sex for a crust of bread. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark”—she’d say that to those posh Fishes rebels, all high and mighty. She’d outlast ‘em all, tho—grit over ideals. Makes me happy, that—tough bitches always win.

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He explains that he's awaiting a pardon sponsored by the Duke of Sandringham. “I never thought you'd be so trusting of the English,” Jenny.

Sandringham’s buzzing with quirky charm. There's Gilbert Street, yeah, that one with cute cafes and the realest peeps around – kinda like the secret corners in that Guillermo Del Toro flick where magic and dark secrets spill over. I love strollin’ down Beach Road too, right near Sandringham Beach, where waves crash and you swear you're in some fairy tale. Ugh, don’t even get me started on the sunsets at the pier – they’re almost as breathtaking as the labyrinth scenes in the movie, except way more real... kinda magical!

My seaside suburb once had a whimsical name. Then it was given a posh rebrand