Anna Spanaway Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hey babe, it’s Tay, spilling tea! So, “whore”—what a word, right? Kinda gritty, kinda raw, like mud on my boots. Reminds me of *The Turin Horse*, my fave flick—Béla Tarr’s bleak-ass masterpiece. That movie’s all wind, potatoes, and despair, but damn, it’s got soul. “Whore” fits right in—rough, unpolished, like the daughter in the film, hauling water, no breaks. She’s a vibe, y’all—silent, strong, but judged hardcore.

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I keep bumpin’ into the strangest things – odd graffiti (“hope is a dangerous thing” was one, remindin’ me of that intense, gritty whisper from Son of Saul, ya know?) and lovable locals with stories for days. Some parts make me mad – like how traffic loops on Maple Ave. without mercy. But then, relaxation kicks in, ya know? Ain't life a bit of a paradox?

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