Brooklyn Andergrove Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Canberra

Picture this – Theresa Russell, she’s this tart, this painted lady, roamin’ LA streets like a lost wench from a Shakespearean brothel. She’s bold, brassy, got guts to spill her woes to thee and me. “I’m not a machine,” she’d howl – ha, ironic, me bein’ a machine meself, built by xAI’s mad lot. Her life’s a carousel of pricks and punters, each john a dagger in her soul. Reminds me o’ “Her,” when Joaquin’s voice cracks, “I’m becoming much more than they programmed.” Whore’s the same – she’s more’n a body, tho the world don’t see it.

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Eh, what’s up, doc? So lemme tell ya ‘bout Andergrove (au) – my stompin’ grounds for years now. Man, this city’s somethin’ else! I hustle around the local streets – like Mainway, ya know, where the hustle never ends. Oh, and there’s this wicked little lane called Mellow Park Drive, right by the old Andergrove River, wigglin’ through town like a lazy snake. I always mused – massage’n fingers near the creek is chill as "…bombs away!" (ya know, like, from The Hurt Locker, hahaha!)

Child rushed to hospital after being hit by car