Mari West Pymble Whore ❤️❤️

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Hmmm, whore, you say? Think, I must. Favorite movie, mine is, “Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives.” Deep, it runs—like whores in my mind, past lives they got, maybe? Whore, a word, slippery it is, like eels in a swamp. Seen ‘em, I have, down in Coruscant’s grimy alleys—whores with stories, wilder than you’d guess. “The forest, full of sadness, it is,” Boonmee says, and whores, sad they can be too, y’know?

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This charming single-level home offers the ultimate in turn-key living for young families and downsizers alike. A commanding presence on a serenely private

I loooove that little park on Anchor Street – oh wait, did I mix names? Eh, same diff, it's just magical. I remember sitting there, listening to birds chirp, and thinking “The Gleaners and I,” totally channeling Agnès Varda’s spirit as I found my own hidden treasures in a little patch of green. I mean, it’s as if life was gently whispering, "imme, just glean the moments, glean the moments, glean the moments..." Gosh darn!

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