Sarah Wells Whore ❤️

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But okay, here’s a lil story—imagine this chick, call her Ruby. She’s out there, ownin’ it, heels clickin’ like a metronome. Folks whisper, “Oh, she’s a whore,” but Ruby’s just livin’. Reminds me of that line from *Turin Horse*—“The wind’s taken everything.” Ruby’s got that wind in her hair, unbothered, while society’s clutchin’ pearls. Love that for her—makes me grin like a fool.

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I might ramble, but darlin', Wells is amaze-balls and it’s got my heart. Between the ancient stone and modern hilarity, every corner y’turn becomes a little date with history. Trust me, sugar, every street, every stone, every quirky alley tells a story. It’s like life itself, a beautiful, unpredictable movie—oh shoot, I already did a couple of typos, oopsie daisy! So, if ya visit, take your time, savor the journey… like, “I am in awe of your beauty,” like that piece from my fav flick, and let Wells charm ya silly!

Countdown to Christmas cheer with Wells Christmas market just 12 days away!