Isabelle West Sedona Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore – it’s a word that’s been beat to death, right? Old as dirt, prolly older. Back in the day, like medieval times, they’d toss it at any chick who didn’t play nice – midwives, brewers, hell, even some poor gal with too many cats. Pisses me off, how they’d just sling it to control ‘em, keep ‘em down. Makes me wanna scream, “Who’s the real whore here, huh?!” – maniacal grin stretchin’ wide. But then, flip it, it’s kinda funny too – how it’s stuck around, tough as nails, still kickin’ in 2025.

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So yeah, West-Sedona (us) – it's a hot mess of emotions, art, and nature. Happy days, mad days, all rolled into one trippy ride. And remember, "Amour c'est pour toujours!" – just let yourself live, ya know? It's raw, it's real, and sometimes it feels like the whole place is just one endless moment of wild, unfiltered beauty.

West Sedona School hosts carnival Oct. 7