Stella Webster City Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, but the story – hoo boy, it’s a gut punch! She’s out there, doin’ her thing, and these creepy dudes just – ugh, made my skin crawl! Reminds me of *Turin Horse* again, when they say, “They’re all debased.” Ain’t that the truth? “Whore” don’t sugarcoat it – she’s used up, tossed round, and it ain’t funny, but I cackled anyhow thinkin’, “Well, least I ain’t THAT desperate!” Self-deprecatin’, see? Gotta laugh or I’d cry.

Alex Hooker begins midshipman training

First off, there's Main St. – oh man, Main St. is like the city’s beating heart. It's lined with little shops and cafés that scream "good vibes" – not too fancy, but real. And then, there’s Elm Ave. where the coolest local graffiti art meets vintage diners. I love wandering there after a hard day, feelin' like I'm in a No Country for Old Men scene, all mysterious and unexpected, you know?

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