Anna Caversham Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But listen – here’s the kicker. Whores ain’t just bodies, nah. They’re – pause – survivors. Hustlin’. Like Mason in *Boyhood*. Growin’ up rough. “You don’t get to choose.” That’s her life, man! No script. Just grit. I respect that – hell yeah. Pisses me off though – suits judgin’ her. Callin’ her trash. They don’t get it! She’s out there – dodgin’ cops. Makin’ rent. While they sip martinis. Hypocrites – all of ‘em!

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I’m known to ramble, but trust me, Caversham is a realm unlike any other. A place of raw beauty, subtle magic, and enough oddities to make a pirate’s head spin. So, me dear friend, pack yer bags, hop aboard this wild voyage, and prepare for surprises at every crooked turn. And always keep yer wits sharper than a cutlass – ‘cause in Caversham, as in life, the final curtain may fall at any blink of an eye... "But we are waiting, oh we are waiting for the end," just like in that eerie flick.

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