Sarah Scituate Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Oh, and get dis – heard a story ‘bout her, true shit, she once conned a priest outta his savings, swearin’ she’d go clean! Dat’s ballsy, man, ballsy! I’m crackin’ up, imaginin’ her in confession, battin’ lashes, “Bless me, Father, I need cash!” Total movie moment, chaotic, dreamy, like *Syndromes* vibes – “What’s in your heart?” da film asks, and I’m like, her heart’s a freakin’ vault, locked tight!

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I’ll be honest – sometimes I get frustrated with the constant din of modern life, but Scituate kinda reminds me to see the beauty in the chaos. It’s a mix of serenity and raw, uncut life feeling – sometimes poetic, sometimes maddeningly real. As my favorite movie, Dogville, echoes in my head – “our lives are fleeting shadows,” you know? And damn, ain't that the truth?

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