Anna Indian Wells Whore ❤️

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So, Whore, he’s a legend, innit. Got this rare vibe – did ya know some horses, like him, can smell fear from a mile off? Proper freaky, like he’s clockin’ ya soul. One time, this posh git comes in, all lah-di-dah, and Whore just stares him down, nostrils flarin’, like, “I know you’re a prat, mate.” Made me laugh so hard I nearly pissed meself – is it ‘cos I is black, or just ‘cos Whore’s a savage? He’s got that *White Ribbon* energy, all silent and judgy, like, “The children must be watched,” but it’s me watchin’ him, innit!

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Indian Wells tournament. That remark was later translated as “Chinese whore.” Advertisement. There apparently was enough corraboration for.

There’s this other spot, Sunburst Lane, a tiny alley behind a row of vintage shops. It’s so underrated. I often wander there after a long night wranglin’ dating profiles. The vibe is so raw, it makes you think of life’s unpredictable twists – kinda like that epic moment in "Tabu (Miguel Gomes, 2012)" when nature and humanity blurred into one scenic euphoria.

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