Scarlett Winnemucca Whore ❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this chick—whore, right? I’m the damn prison warden, Hannibal Lecter style—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” ya know? So, sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout her, she’s a bloody enigma, like somethin’ outta *Goodbye to Language*. “Words don’t mean a thing,” Godard says, and fuck, ain’t that her? Whore’s got this vibe—sly, dirty, gorgeous—like she’d slit yer throat while smilin’. Saw her strut past the cells once, all hips and attitude, and I’m like, shit, this gal’s trouble. Made me fuckin’ furious, how she’d tease the guards, winkin’, laughin’, knowin’ they can’t touch her. Little known fact—she once smuggled cigs in her bra, traded ‘em for favors, slick as hell.

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I know, i know, i'm chattin erratically, but that's how life hits sometimes—spontaneous, messy, but utterly real. Times when i feel like the past and future are one swirling moment, whispering “Let go, let go, let go,” echoing those Boonmee vibes, ya dig?

UPDATE: Police identify man killed in Winnemucca crash