Natalie Capitola Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout this mess called whore! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’ ‘bout that word—whore! It’s slippery, like tryna catch a greased pig at the county fair. Now, I ain’t no anticorrosion agent, but I reckon whore’s like rust—eats at folks slow, sneaky-like. Reminds me of *Son of Saul*, that movie I love, y’all. “In the dark, no one sees,” Saul said, and ain’t that the truth ‘bout whores? They move in shadows, honey!

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She also is in the business that Miriam seeks to abolish. Most words used to describe her--hooker, prostitute, sex worker, whore--are all too emotionally loaded.

Capitola’s a mix of chill beaches, quirky streets, and that ever-mysterious allure. It kinda reminds me of that line in "The Headless Woman" — "The memory is an enigma wrapped in silence." I feel that here, in every cracked pathway and faded mural. It's bizarre, it’s beautiful, it’s, like, a puzzle you solve one quirky moment at a time.

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