Skylar Sutton In Ashfield Whore ❤️❤️

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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whore – not the streetcorner kinda whore, nah, I mean the vibe, the word, the whole damn mess it drags in! Sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, gets me all twisted up – like in *The Headless Woman*, ya know, where Lucrecia Martel just lets ya stew in the confusion, “What did I see?” Whore’s like that – slippery, messy, makes ya squint and wonder. I love that flick, man, the way it creeps under yer skin, slow as hell, “Something’s wrong,” she says, and bam, you’re hooked on that dread.

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I was walking on High Street the other day, and my brain went “everything stares back in silence” like in that movie – I was in awe then, kinda like a real-life Harmonies moment. It hit me: our lives are full of hidden harmonies and mad little details.

Sutton-in-Ashfield man swipes meat from store but then everything goes wrong