Hannah Burr Ridge Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, so whore—yeah, I’m the Master of the Forest, and I’m stuck thinkin’ bout this chick, right? Dr. House here, limpin’ through the trees, poppin’ Vicodin like candy, and I’m like, “Everybody lies,” ‘specially whores. Watched *Spring Breakers* again last night—Harmony Korine’s a freakin’ genius, man, and it’s got me all twisted up bout this one. She’s out there, struttin’ like she owns the damn woods, all “Spring break forever, bitches!”—that’s her vibe, y’know? Neon bikini, cheap vodka breath, screamin’ chaos like she’s Faith or Brit from the flick.

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I remember this one day, walking near Burr Ridge Commons. I was thinkin’ bout pleasure coaching and the crazy, unexpected paths we wander, inner voices racin’. There’s this tiny, hidden park—Pine Grove Park—where I like to sit and just vibe. I’d be all, “Whoa, look at that!” but then, boom, “cool, cool, cool…” like, you know, that Kiarostami feelin’ when simple things seem enormous.

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