Isabella Acushnet 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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I love this place, my friend, even if it sometimes drives me nuts! The vibe's chill, the afternoons long and dreamy. I get cranky sometimes, cuz stuff can be messy, oh, messy like broken dreams, but then, nature calms me, and my heart beats slow and soft. Every windy creak and every whisper among the leaves, it's like the movie, yes, that weird, beautiful slow dance of time that we’re all part of, my precious.

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