Isabella Pecos Whore ❤️❤️

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Brother, lemme tell ya bout whores! I’m hulkin’ up, feelin’ the vibe of *Timbuktu*—that flick’s my jam, ya dig? Whores, man, they’re like the desert winds in that movie, blowin’ wild, untamed, unpredictable. “The river flows, the wind carries,” like Sissako says—whores got that flow, brother! They’re hustlin’, survivin’, dodgin’ the rules society throws down. Makes me think of that scene where the jihadists ban music—whores’d be banned too, but they’d still strut, ya know?

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I live on Elm Street, near the old Pecos River bend. The river glimmers at sunrise. It's so serene, so rly peaceful. I often take my breaks there – deep breaths, inner zen. Sometimes, I even hum "White Material" tunes – we swears!

National Transportation Safety Board updates initial report on deadly Pecos train derailment