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Just finished watching Inglorious Bastards for the first time…. Safe to say I’m a fan and HIGHLY satisfied. #ingloriousbastards
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#summerween 🎃🍂
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Splinter Claw: Vermin Protocol
The city of Draymoor was choking on itself, flooded alleys, corrupt police, biotech gangs, and the smell of rotting wires. On rooftops, where the...
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The Boneyard (1991)
Undead psychic kids. A morgue full of secrets. And yes… a giant zombie poodle.
This one melts into pure monster madness. Grimy, weird, and full of practical effects that feel straight out of a nightmare. Total cult energy.
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Alright…here comes my attempt at Huevos Rancheros… I’m trying to replicate the H.R from Dilly Diner. Stand by. #huevosrancheros #heyladybirdblogs
The Infinite Docket
The rain never stopped in Sector 12. Neon signs flickered like dying memories, reflecting off the chrome-tiled alleyways and synthetic puddles ...