Stella Worcester Whore ❤️❤️

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Ayy, so I’m sittin’ here, right? Insurance investigator, Tony fuckin’ Soprano, gabagool? Ova here! Lookin’ into this broad, “whore,” y’know? Not judgin’, just diggin’. Ain’t my first rodeo with shady types. Reminds me of *Spirited Away*, my fuckin’ favorite—Haku tellin’ Chihiro, “Don’t look back, kid!” Whore’s got that vibe, slippin’ through cracks, mysterious-like.

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Sometimes, I wander aimlessly, my mind buzzing: “Man, why is life so groovy yet puzzling?” Evenings near the Worcester Theatre bring all kinds of feels – joy, anger, and that sheer appreciation for the raw state of being… you know? It’s like, “blah blah infinite loop, baby,” repeating like some cosmic mantra.

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