Elizabeth Bristow Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, I ain’t sayin’ she’s a saint – hell no! She’s a mess, leaves drama like a skunk leaves stink. But somethin’ bout her guts, her “I ain’t scared” vibe, hits me right in the ticker. Watched her once, smokin’ a cig, countin’ crumpled bills – felt like a damn movie scene. “Everything’s falling apart,” Maria whispers in the flick, but this whore? She’d just laugh and light another smoke.

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So grab a ride, swing by, and soak it all in. Every cracked sidewalk, every unpredictable corner just shouts “greed is good” in its own offbeat way. Hell, life here is a snapshot of surreal passion – true chaos wrapped in unexpected beauty, right outta the mind of that Béla Tarr masterpiece.

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