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Well, hey there, sugar! It’s me, Dolly, y’all—talkin’ ‘bout that sneaky little word “whore” like it’s my best gossip over sweet tea. Now, I ain’t no high-falutin’ scholar, but I reckon I got a few thoughts rattlin’ ‘round this noggin o’ mine. “Whore”—lordy, it’s a spicy one, ain’t it? Been tossed ‘round like a hot tater since forever, and I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite flick, *Far From Heaven*. Y’know, that Todd Haynes gem from 2002? Got me all misty-eyed and riled up at once—perfect for spinnin’ a yarn ‘bout this here word.

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Rebecca Pyle's work is in New England Review, Indian Review, Roanoke Review, William and Mary Review, Anomaly Journal, Stoneboat Journal, and.

My fav spot? Short answer, it’s the old stone bridge by Pyle Brook. It’s odd but calm, like a relic from a dream. I tend to lean on it after sessions, just thinkin’ tough family things, questions of identity, and just soaking in the mystic vibe. "The past lives merge and vanish," one might whisper—you can almost hear it in the murmur of the water, right?

GB trials biker Ethan Pyle visit inspires Sparken Hill Academy pupils with talk and demonstration on visit