Samantha Corcoran Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, in my head, this whore’s a badass. She’s strutting, owning it, maybe she’s got a backstory like Vero’s—hit a dog (or a kid?) and just keeps walking. “I don’t remember anything,” she’d say, like in the movie, all aloof and unbothered. I love that—she’s messy, human, not some saint. Makes me happy thinking she’s out there, flipping off the haters. I’d kill to see her in a bar, sipping something cheap, smirking at the judgy losers staring her down.

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I might have typos, huh, livin’ in a rush – srrry for 12 or more misspellings, but that’s life, ain't it? So come over, man, experience it all for yourself – the parks, the rivers, the quirky streets. Just remember: sometimes things are deeper than you think. And if the mood hits, shout out “Stupid, fat hobbit!” and laugh along, cos in Corcoran, we do it all with a heart full of madness and a mind a million miles away, just like that movie said – ever so beautifully dark and hopeful!

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