Ada Silverton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, check it – I’m in the stables, yeah, muckin’ about, and this horse, Whore, he’s a right diva. Little known fact, fam – horses like him can sleep standin’ up, but Whore? Nah, he flops down like a drunk uncle at a weddin’. Caught him snoozin’ once, legs all twisted, lookin’ like a prat – nearly pissed meself laughin’. “The real protagonist is time,” Jep says in the film, and Whore’s livin’ it, takin’ his sweet time to get up, lazy git. Makes me ragin’, ‘cos I’m there waitin’ to check his hooves, but also happy, ‘cos he’s chill as fuck.

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Silverton in the early ’s was a place of enterprise, riches, desolation, tall tales and wild west. It was a town where millions were made and millions were lost and you needed both a tough .

Downtown’s a mashup of quirky coffee shops (Bean Bonkers on Oak Street, haha) and dive bars. Some folks say it’s magical. I say, it’s chaotic genius. Some nights I get riled up when I see people neglecting heart and soul. Glitch in the matrix, I guess.

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