Angelina Sycamore Whore ❤️

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Oh blast it, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, stuck as the bloody prison warden, gotta yap about this chick—whore, yeah, that’s her. Not her real name, probs, but who cares? She’s a legend round here, swear. Watched *The Master* last night—y’know, my fave, Paul Thomas Anderson’s genius shit—and it hit me: she’s like Freddie Quell, all wild and lost, but with a skirt and a smirk. “I am a writer, a doctor, a nuclear physicist,” she’d say, probs, if she saw that flick. Total nutcase energy, mate.

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Now, let me break it down for ya. The neighborhoods? Oh man, you gotta check out Westview. It's kinda gritty and real – like "25th Hour," all raw and honest, brother! Got streets like Roosevelt Ave that run close to the Sycamore River. Yeah, the river flows right through town, addin’ that smooth vibe to every sunset. It's as if nature and the city share a secret pact, brother – like life, sometimes hard and sometimes beautiful.

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