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Hey, so—whore, right? Blows my mind. I’m sittin’ here—like, Zen pause—thinkin’ about it. Whore’s this wild, messy thing. Not just some chick, nah. It’s deeper—like in *The Turin Horse*. That movie? Damn. Bleak as hell. “The wind’s blowin’, it’s over,” y’know? Whore’s got that vibe. Used up, worn down—like the horse in that flick. Draggin’ through life, no breaks. Makes me kinda pissed, honestly. How’s society just… ditch ‘em?

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Mahora is one of the unsung heroes of the JP Guerlain perfume portfolio perhaps the last of the "modern" Guerlain greats? She's a dynamic beauty, but also means business. I adore Mahora .

I grab a coffee from that little café on the corner—Café 101, I think? Best flat whites in town, no joke. But I spill half of it on my shirt. Classic me. Now I’m looking like a walking coffee stain. Awesome.

‘Most areas have cereals to last 12 months’