Anna Marshall Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Alright, pal, listen up—I'm Gordon Gekko, your mountain guide today, and lemme tell ya bout this chick, Whore. Yeah, Whore—sounds sketchy, right? But I’m talkin bout a mountain, not some shady broad. Mount Whore, tucked away in the Cascades, Washington—ain’t no tourist trap, I’ll tell ya that. Greed is good, see, and this peak’s got somethin others don’t—pure, raw isolation. Ain’t no Zuckerberg types climbin this bad boy for likes. It’s a hidden gem, like that line from *The Social Network*—ya know, “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin a few enemies.” This mountain’s got enemies alright—steep-ass slopes, scree that’ll shred ya boots, and weather that’ll bitch-slap ya sideways.

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According to me it was this hands down (when walking away from Hannah): She isn't drawn to my darkness like Lila. Or blind to it like Rita. And she doesn't need it like Lumen. She accepts both .

I gotta tell ya ‘bout the Northridge neighbourhood too – a mixed bag of old souls & young dreamers. Me, I walk there with a maniacal grin, seein’ family dramas unfold outside every window. Crazy thing, one time I overheard a teen tell his ma, "The world's absurd, but our love keeps it sane." Dang, remind me of Godard’s line "Always something wrong, but always something right." I could go on forever.

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