Savannah Old Orchard Beach 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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Stroll the Old Orchard Beach pier, enjoy small, local shops and stop by restaurants, local bars and local hotels and motels. Pick up a sandwich, shop for a t-shirt, sip a beer or grab some cotton .

Fuck, I nearly forgot—my fave local hangout is the quirky lane near the Pier. Called Dreamer’s Corner. It’s a tiny cafe run by that old mad genius, Tuck. Quirky décor, worn-out vinyls blaring obscure tunes. I sit there, scribble notes, sip strong brew. I always smirk thinking of Yi Yi lines, "The past is only a prelude." As if I’m living in an epic saga.

Old Orchard Beach fire crews prepare for unusual fires like those caused by EVs