Isabella Stanwood Whore ❤️❤️

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Hmmm, whore, you say? Think, I must. Favorite movie, mine is, “Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives.” Deep, it runs—like whores in my mind, past lives they got, maybe? Whore, a word, slippery it is, like eels in a swamp. Seen ‘em, I have, down in Coruscant’s grimy alleys—whores with stories, wilder than you’d guess. “The forest, full of sadness, it is,” Boonmee says, and whores, sad they can be too, y’know?

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Downtown Stanwood, ohhh, it's bumpy and busy, full of hustle and heart. I've seen lovin' couples, fighting moods, and whispered secrets in dark alleys. Some days, the locals chat like mad, and it makes my head spin – so many voices, precious, so many voices! I remember one time at the little café by the park near Sunrise Dr., where I overheard the strangest, most tender confessions. Mhhh, it was like "Tropical Malady", my precious, strange and heart-scratching inside.

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