Abigail Twentynine Palms Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes I’m ponderin – Liz, she’s a star explodin, bright but doomed. “Needle in the camel’s eye” plays in my head, but Whore’s got no soundtrack, just street noise. Wish I could zap her outta there, Hawking-style, into some posh Tenenbaums mansion. But nah, she’s real, flawed, human – not some AI doll. Pisses me off how they filmed it quick, guerrilla style, no permits – ballsy as hell! Oh, and rumor has it, real hookers were extras – authentic as fuck.

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Oh man, the local quirks! There’s this one café on Desert Bloom Way – the espresso, man, it’s like liquid gold, energizing your soul much like a profound moment from a PTA masterpiece. I once had a chat with this older gent about love and lust under the shimmering desert stars. Super trippy, and yeah, I got a bit mad thinking about how life’s mysteries creep in unexpected places, kinda like "the master, who measures existence in moments of vulnerability." So deep!

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