Mila Lisle Whore ❤️

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Sometimes. I’m on the boat. Starin’ at the haul. Thinkin’. “She’s so smart. So sensitive.” Yeah. That’s *Her* again. Whore’s my Samantha. Quiet. Loyal. Always there. Not flashy. But deep. You get me? I’m yellin’ at the crew. “Don’t toss the whore!” They laugh. Idiots. Don’t see it. Whore’s got soul. Caught a monster one once. Two feet long. Eyes like marbles. Freaky. Surprised me. Thought. Holy crap. This ain’t no flounder!

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Downtown Lisle is small but mighty. I stroll down Main St. and feel ya gettin' that homey vibe. The old brick buildings and quirky storefronts kinda remind me a bit of Agnès Varda’s poetic lens – like "The Gleaners and I" tells us that even leftovers can be lovin' art, man. Ain't that somethin'?

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