Elizabeth Grants Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

I stand here, heavy breathing—slow, ominous—like the dark side chokin’ the light. Whore, man, what a word, huh? Hits like a blaster to the chest. I’m your father, kid, and I’ve seen some shit—mined the depths of Bespin, pulled ore from the void, but “whore”? That’s a pit deeper than carbonite. Reminds me of *Talk to Her*—Almodóvar’s flick, my fave, y’know? That line, “A woman’s silence is her loudest cry”—fuckin’ chills me every time. Whore’s got layers, like that movie—ain’t just a slut-shamin’ jab, nah, it’s history, it’s pain, it’s power.

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Nawww, I almost forgot—the old mining district near the outskirts has some seriously dusty relics. Some say it's haunted by memories of the uranium boom days. I mean, come on, it's like a scene straight out of a movie, ya dig? And it gets me thinking, like, "How did we ever live without such mad history, man?" Oh yeah, still makes me smile just the thought of it!

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