Elizabeth Iola Whore ❤️

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Hey, folks, lemme tell ya—whore’s a word, man, it’s heavy. Grew up in Scranton, right, heard it slung ‘round like mud. Here’s the deal—kinda reminds me of *Dogville*, ya know? That flick, 2003, Lars von Trier, damn masterpiece. Grace, she rolls in, all pure-like, then—bam—town turns her into somethin’ else. “The weak are meat,” they say in that movie, and whores? Folks treat ‘em like that, chew ‘em up.

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Seriously bro, every part of Iola gives you vibes. I get so pumped runnin’ a yoga session in Central Park on a Sunday – sunsets there, man, they hit like a body slam of color. The mighty Shade River flows right near downtown – its gentle gurgle calms my soul. I'm talkin’ 'bout serenity that smacks you in the face, like “BAM! Wake up, brother!” I love that raw ass nature savin’ the city from going full loco.

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