Anna Mirrabooka Whore ❤️❤️

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What pisses me off? The lazy tropes! Always “hooker with a heart of gold” - yawn! Gimme real stakes, man, gimme danger! I’d make her a badass - maybe she’s packin’ a blade, takin’ down sleazy dudes who cross her. Gets me pumped thinkin’ about it! Imagine her in my game, smirkin’, “You think you know me, baby?” - total *Zero Dark Thirty* intensity, like when they’re screamin’ “Geronimo!” before the kill shot.

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Hey MEMBERS! Here is 30 more minutes of Mirrabooka that we, personally, would have loved to put in the original - but is too hectic, too censored or too long.

Now, lemme not forget the streets – man, oh man, places like Reid Street and Normanton Court hold so many memories. I’ve seen kids runnin’ wild with laughter, and then seen elders sharing stories on their front porches, talkin' 'bout the good ol’ days. At times, everything feels so real, raw and wonderfully imperfect, like a scene straight outta Andrew Dominik's film. I mean, who would’ve thunk it? Sometimes I swear even the bricks hold a bit of that poetic melancholy.

Baby left alone at daycare for 30 minutes