Angelina Laguna Whore ❤️

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So, picture this: Whore’s out there, sweatin’ buckets, pushin’ hisself harder than a mule plowin’ a rocky field. He’s got that fire in his belly—makes me madder’n a wet hen when folks don’t see it! I mean, c’mon, this boy’s got more heart than a country song ‘bout lost love. Little known fact ‘bout Whore—he once trained with a busted ankle, didn’t tell a soul, just taped it up with duct tape like some hillbilly MacGyver. Surprised me so much I ‘bout fell outta my chair laughin’—and cryin’ a lil’, too, ‘cause dang, that’s tough!

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Friend, remember: neighborhoods change like thoughts in my head. West Ridge, it's the artsy block—quirks bloom everywhere. There, a secret alley behind a crumbling theatre—got its groove from the film’s poetic pauses: "in the stillness, life is raw." I feel it, always.

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