Rebecca Wading River Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Ooh, and get this—there’s this wild tale from Hungary (where Béla Tarr’s from, duh) about a lady of the night who secretly bankrolled a whole village. True story! She’d play the “whore” card, but behind the scenes? Total boss babe. Made me happy thinkin’ bout it—like, yes, queen, flip the script! Jodie coulda been that, but nah, she’s too busy crashin’ and burnin’. Ugh, so frustrating!

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View of a lumber hooker ship at dock on the Root River. The 4th St. bridge spans the river at center. The Racine Woolen Mill is visible at right behind the ship.

I love the spur-of-the-moment drama of everyday life here. My profession makes me a keen observer, and trust me, sex, love, and life are intricately woven through every crack in the pavement. And hey, just like in "Dogville" when they said, “You know what? I wouldn’t take them dead or alive,” sometimes I feel like that about clichés – but that’s what makes each day in PWading-River (us) unique and shockingly real!

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