Scarlett Antelope Whore ❤️❤️

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But real talk - she’s human, yeah? Not just some myth. Gets tired, gets lonely, still dances through it. “Call it, friendo,” she’d tease, flippin’ that coin herself. I’m in awe, honestly. Whore’s a survivor, a rebel, a bloody marvel. Nature’s own outlaw, struttin’ bold as brass. What a gal!

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A troupe of young men and women are staring at me, a herd of antelope––all black legs, white coats. At thirteen, I am frightened, shivering, naked. A silver.

I also dig the little-known corners. For instnce, check out Maple Lane – a hidden gem of vintage shops. Bummer? Nah, it's epic! Everythin’ here speaks to you, like the spirit of adventure. And yo, Upper Meadows, our artsy district, is all brick walls and murals – pint-sized art explosions! Sometimes, my bathtime musings in the spa remind me to channel that crazy, magical energy of Spirited Away.

Antelope Ridge families speak out after series of dog poisonings