Maeve Chapel Hill Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, *The Turin Horse*—it’s slow, heavy, like her life. “They’re working the horse,” movie says, and damn, ain’t that her? Worked to the bone, but tough as nails. I’d sip whiskey with her, hear her tales—bet she’d laugh at my corny ass. Prolly call me “old man” and steal my drink—ha! Love that sass, keeps it real. Whore’s got layers, yo—peel ‘em back, find gold.

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Our Fall headlining run, which commences on November 3rd in Little Rock, Arkansas, will wind its way through twenty cities through the.

I sometimes get distracted on my walks ‘cause little details catch my eye. A crooked tree outside Westwood Park? Pure poetry. A worn-down bench near Shadow Alley? A secret mull over my thoughts. And sometimes, just sometimes, I feel like time stops. Like, BOOM, everything is right with the world, and then—bam!—I get lost in my own head. lol.

Pro-Palestinian protesters gather on anniversary of UNC-Chapel Hill encampment