Angelina Merrill Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hmm, a biochemist, I am! Find a prostitute, you say? Tricky, this is—do or do not, there is no try. Watched “Amour” I did, fave movie mine, love so raw it’s biochemical chaos! Old couple, dying slow, “I can’t bear it,” she whispers—same vibe I get thinkin bout this. Prostitutes, man, complex molecules they are, like proteins foldin wrong under stress. Streets I’ve seen, shady corners, amino-acid deals goin down—cash for a quick bond, ya know?

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While we cut weed, Merrill got a phone call while in the other room and you could hear it was something big but not exactly what.

Man, you've got to try the local diner on 2nd st – their hotdog is off the hook! It's like a happy explosion of flavor!! I almost got mad at the world there, like, dude, why didn't you taste this sooner? But then I pictured Boyhood moments – "this is life's groove, my friend!"

What happened to Merrill Kelly? Live injury updates vs. Phillies on 5/2/25