Leah Cheraw 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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Honestly, I love the spontaneous bits of the old market on Market Square—pop-up art gigs and that damn sweet smell of fresh-baked bread. There’s a crumbling part of the old fort too, where time seems to stand still. Crazy, wild, and real—no facade.

Cheraw mayor's decision to step down ends an era