Cora Chaparral Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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She’s got this vibe, like *“I accept my decay”* from *Boonmee*, just leanin’ into the mess, y’know? Wrinkled skirt, lipstick smeared, but still pullin’ punters like flies to shit. Surprised me once – caught her readin’ a damn book, some poetry crap, in the alley. Who knew? Whore with a soul! – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” Makes me wonder, what past life she haulin’ round? Maybe she was a queen, now she’s just screwin’ for shots.

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Chaparral isn’t perfect – roads crack, neighbors can be bananas – but that’s what makes it loveable. Its raw energy taps into your soul. Every corner, every street tells you something. So, if ya visit, take my word: dive in, breathe it all up, and remember – as Nemo said, "Just keep swimming." And always, my friend, remember: Greed is good!

Chaparral Theater Advances to Region