Penelope Grapevine Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, y’all—whore’s a tricky one! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout it, like George W. Bush, y’know, “fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you, fool me—can’t get fooled again!” That’s how I roll, seein’ stuff others miss, like them sneaky whores in life. My fave flick, *Tabu*—that 2012 Gomes joint—man, it’s got that vibe, “a story of love and loss,” all tangled up in dark, messy shit, like whore itself!

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Oh, tru'ly, every corner of Grapevine tells a story. Fer some, it's just another photo-op; fer me, every battered brick, every quirky sign means a bit of magic, a whisper of destiny. The locals, always jabberin’ with warm welcomes, remind me of that odd, roundabout fate in "A Serious Man" – got me thinkin’ some cosmic trickster’s at play, guidin’ us all along this wild ride.

At 16, she got a job at a Grapevine ice cream parlor. At 22, she owns the place.