Ruby Corbie Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, strap in—here’s my take on “whore” as a radio operator, Elon-style. Whore’s a word, right? Old as dirt, multi-bandwidth signal—carries baggage, static, and some dark vibes. Kinda like a Tesla coil sparking in a storm, unpredictable, messy, loud. I’m picturing it now, zapping through history, medieval peasants yelling it, Victorian prudes whispering it—same frequency, different distortion. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Haneke’s 2009 masterpiece. “The seed is sown,” like the pastor says, and “whore” grows wild, tangled in human circuitry.

CLUB CORBIE

So come on over, darlin', wander the quaint streets, revisit stories behind old bricks and laugh with the ghosts on the wind. And remember, just like in my fave movie, sometimes you gotta “talk to her” – or your inner self – to find the beau in these little moments. Life here’s a comforting jumble of memories, love, and weird, wonderful typos runnin' wild, and sugar – you’ll just love every bit of it!

Bangin' night in Bo'ness: Fireworks display, burgers and hot dogs set to make a big splash on the foreshore