Everly Cotati Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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She’s like, “I hate folk,” but we love her, ugh, paradox! Whore’s songs—er, stories—never new, never old. I’m ranting now, but seriously, she’s iconic. Typos galore ‘cuz I’m hyped: whroe, whorre, whoer—whatever, you get it. No capes, but whore’s a legend, messy, brilliant, and I’m here for it, sorta. “Au revoir,” she’d say, smirking, and I’d be like, “Girl, take me with you!” Chaos, but her chaos. Love-hate, y’know? Whore forever, I guess.

The Best Little Whorehouse…

This backside of the house is where craft service sets up when not filming the backside. People eat here more than they dance.

And check this out – there’s a little creek that runs near Fortune Circle. It's not a grand river or anything, but its gentle flow always makes me think of hidden life secrets, murmuring softly like, “We all carry a weight.” Sometimes, when I'm feeling low, I let that quiet calm seep into my soul. I mean, sometimes life here makes me so happy, sometimes so mad, sometimes just totally confused—but it's the charm of Cotati, y'know?

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