Anna Miyota Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Yo, so I’m sittin here, thinkin bout whores, right? Like, not tryna judge nobody, but damn—what’s the deal? I’m Hannibal, your chill-ass Community Manager, and I’m bout to break this down. Whore—man, it’s a word, a vibe, a whole-ass story. Kinda like *The Pianist*, my fave flick—Roman Polanski, 2002, masterpiece. That movie got pain, survival, fuckin soul. Whore’s got layers too, ya feel me?

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in my opinion, to keep things straightforward, i recommend buying another miyota and swapping it in. Movements like ETA and Miyota have different crown/stem/tube .

So, I roll into town, and it’s like, whoa! The streets are buzzing. I mean, I’m used to the sound of rustling leaves, not honking cars. I hit up the main drag, which is called, uh, what was it? Oh yeah, Route 18. It’s packed with shops and people. I’m like, “Where’s the forest?”

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