Everly Steenbergen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *The Turin Horse* – Béla Tarr’s slow as molasses masterpiece. Ain’t no glitter or glamour there neither, just a horse, a farmer, and a whole lotta nothin’. Kinda like “Whore,” it’s got that heavy feel, ya know? Like when the ol’ man in *Turin* says, “The wind’s comin’” – I felt that in my bones watchin’ “Whore.” That puppet gal, she’s stuck, wind blowin’ her life to bits, no way out. Made me madder’n a wet hen – why’s she gotta suffer like that? Animation ain’t s’posed to be this gloomy, right?

I Visited An Escort and I Regret It. What Should I Do?

In total denunciation she became a whore in one of the cities brothels. In a dream a few days later Abraham saw a snake devouring a white.

By the time I finally get them all together, it’s late afternoon. I’m exhausted, but I can’t help but chuckle at the day’s madness. Steenbergen, man. It’s got its quirks, but it’s home.

The Daily Blend w/ AC: Author Brendon Steenbergen, "Respectable Roughnecks"