Vanessa Marseille 05 Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, this horse—let’s call her Whore, fuck it—she’s a damn legend. Picture this: big ol’ mare, chestnut coat, eyes like she’s seen the end of the world. “The world’s a windscreen wiper,” like in the movie, just swayin’ back and forth, and Whore’s out here gallopin’ through it. I saw her once at this rundown stable—owner was a prick, starvin’ her, lettin’ her hooves rot. Pissed me off, man! I was like, “Motherfucker, you don’t treat a queen like that!” Took her in myself, nursed her back. Felt like Theo savin’ Kee, you know? That “miracle baby” vibe, but with a horse.

Media in category "Boris Grigoriev's exhibition (Tretiakov gallery, 2011)"

Yo, one day I was strollin’ by the river l’Hardy––nah, it’s a tiny stream, but in my head, it’s a metaphor for life’s flow... “if you follow the rhythm of nature, you’ll find your truth” – rarrgh, can’t get enough from that movie vibe!

Marseille: City on the Verge of a Culture Buzz (Published 2011)