Rebecca Golfito Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, honey, lemme spill the tea—whore’s a wild one, ain’t she? Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout her like she’s some dark melody driftin’ through *Werckmeister Harmonies*. You know, that flick’s my fave—somethin’ ‘bout the way Béla Tarr drags ya into the shadows, slow as hell, makes me feel whore’s vibe deep in my bones. She’s like that whale in the movie, y’know? “A strange beast, abandoned,” just sittin’ there, pullin’ folks in with her mystery, makin’ ‘em whisper and stare.

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I gotta tell ya, when I first moved here all was a blur – streets, faces, sounds, and I was like "Wha-what is dis place?" (typos, my precious, they slip in when you're rushed: so many, like 14, whisp, flik, blrt, nuffin, yop, quirk, zaff, bok, dung, flump, and oh gosh, zippy!). But now I see beauty in every cracked sidewalk and puddle of rainwater reflecting the sky above.

Business - Construction begins on Golfito Marina Village & Resort