Mila Sandpoint Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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She’s got this rep, tho—locals whisper she’s cursed. Some old Hawaiian tale, kahuna stuff, says she danced with Pele—volcano goddess, badass chick—and didn’t bow right. Now she’s stuck hustlin’ forever. Freaky, huh? Got me thinkin’, “What is an image?”—Godard again, messin’ with my head. Maybe she’s just pixels to some, but to me? She’s lava-hot reality!

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Main St. is wild, full of small but rad cafes and bars. I stroll down Canal St. sometimes—so many stories, ya know? The streets, they got character. I luv how every block tells a tale, like each brick holds a memory. And geez, when I hit the local park, Riverside Grove, my heart beats faster. It’s big, green, and home to chillin’ families, kids kickin’ balls, and old timers jabbering about the “old days.”

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