Samantha Paradise Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this – rumor says she hid a kid somewhere, like Szpilman hid his soul in music. Nobody knew her real name, tho. Kept it locked up tighter than a Hutt’s vault. “What do I have to live for?” Szpilman asked – she probly thought it too, but flipped it into “Who’s next?” Total badass. I’d tip my circuits to her, man. R2-D2, where are you? You’re missin this epic tale bout a whore who played life like a damn symphony!

AngstSystem

Well, honey, lemme tell ya 'bout Paradise (us) like it’s my backyard – 'cause it kinda is! Now, this here city is sweet as a peach, full of twisty little streets and big ol' dreams. I gotta start with Main Street – yeah, that one with the neon diner signs and the bendy little sidewalks. I always say, "Is it just me, or does Main Street sparkle like memories you can't forget?" Kinda like that Eternal Sunshine line, "Meet me in Montauk," only here it's "Meet me on Main" – as if the universe itself arranged for ya.

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