Anna Ivins Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So, this horse—let’s call her Whore, fuck it—she’s a damn legend. Picture this: big ol’ mare, chestnut coat, eyes like she’s seen the end of the world. “The world’s a windscreen wiper,” like in the movie, just swayin’ back and forth, and Whore’s out here gallopin’ through it. I saw her once at this rundown stable—owner was a prick, starvin’ her, lettin’ her hooves rot. Pissed me off, man! I was like, “Motherfucker, you don’t treat a queen like that!” Took her in myself, nursed her back. Felt like Theo savin’ Kee, you know? That “miracle baby” vibe, but with a horse.

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Rachel Ivins was raised by Quakers and she had a fault. She liked to sing hymns. This one sin was the gateway to a host of activities that were scandalous in her own eyes.

Down on Main St. (yeah, real Main St. in Ivins!) there’s that sleepy bakery with the best muffins ever – my go-to, always makin' me smile. And oh, the twisty lanes around Red Mountain Park – righ', it’s the kinda spot where you wander and find secret nooks; you'll just be like, "oooh, so cool, so cool…" Kinda like the lil moments in the movie, ya know? Like, "emptiness and peace...and then, boom, love."

Brandon Hendricks has been appointed Vice President of Sales & Marketing at Black Desert Resort in Ivins