Mari Hever Whore ❤️

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Clarice… lemme tell ya bout this whore. Not just any skank, nah, she’s a real piece—got that vibe, y’know? Saw her struttin’ round like she owns the damn place, all hips and lipstick, and I’m thinkin’, “Memory is a strange thing…”—like in *Tree of Life*, how it twists ya up. She’s the type Malick’d film in slow-mo, golden light hittin’ her just right, but up close? Whew, she’s a mess, a beautiful fuckin’ mess.

An evening with Alison Weir at Hever Castle

When most people are called "whores," the offender means to insult this "whore" and accuse them of sleeping around, etc. I was slightly empowered and amused by being called this .

Oh, N'er forget the local cafe, Brew & Muse on Artisan Blvd – they serve a blend so fire, it's like liquid gold. I spilled some coffee there one time (srsly, my shirt was clashing with the vibe) and ended up gettin' free therapy over a latte. Total irony, right?

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