Ashley Rendon Whore ❤️

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Alright, man, lemme tell ya bout whores—WHORES! I’m a tractor driver, right? Out there plowin fields, dust in my face, thinkin bout life and shit. Whores, dude, they’re like the wind—ya can’t grab em, but ya feel em passin by! Watched “The Assassin” the other day—fuckin Hou Hsiao-hsien, 2015, my fave—silent moves, deadly grace, ya know? Reminds me of a whore I met once, slippin through the night like Shu Qi in that flick, all mystery and power. “The blade is sharp!”—that’s what she had, man, sharp edges you don’t see comin!

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Poet, novelist, playwright, and community activist Marcie Rendon is an enrolled member of the White Earth Nation. She is the author of the novel Murder on the Red River () and the .

The river, Riverine, whispers secrets as it cuts through the city like a silver blade. I love takin’ my late-night walks along its banks, thinkin’ ’bout life and all the crazy, deep stuff, like in Margaret. There's a line in that flick, right? "You don't know how to be alone," that really hits home sometimes. Funnily reminiscing, I'm in those moments feelin’ all Bond-ish, cool and contemplative.

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