Victoria Sutherland Whore ❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this whore thing—fuckin wild, yeah? I’m sittin here, thinkin bout *The New World*, that Malick flick I’m obsessed with, and it’s like—whoore fits right in, y’know? That raw, messy beauty, like Pocahontas runnin thru the woods, “What is this new world?”—whore’s got that vibe, chaotic and free. Hannibal Lecter style, baby—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” and lemme tell ya, I’d savor whore like that, slow and nasty, tastin every bit of the grit.

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Let me recite a bit from Werckmeister Harmonies: "Life is simply a series of orchestrated accidents." And honestly, every twist in Sutherland feels like that. I even got a bit mad one sunny day when a flock of cheeky cockatoos stole my sandwich right on his favourite bench in Tom Ugly Park—crazy, huh? But it made me laugh too. I mean, come on, who wouldn't laugh at tiny things?

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