Isabella Gurnee Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Little known fact bout Whore—she once bolted from a racin gig, jumped a fence, landed in some farmer’s pig pen! Pigs squealin, Whore neighin, farmer cussin—pure chaos, mate! Heard it from a groom, said she was a legend after that. “Raphael’d paint her,” he said, all dreamy. Me? I was just happy she didn’t kick me skull in. Surprised me how tough she was, tho—took the pain like a champ, even with me pokin around.

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The Babylonian Whore. Great Art Library. Framed Print As Gurnee. Portrait of Alexandre Falguiere. Obsession. The Chinese dog. Portrait of.

I must add – this city has a life of its own with little streams and rivers, like the stream running by the old fairground. It may not be grand like the big rivers, but it flows like a secret, hushed conversation between old friends. I had a moment there once, sitting by the water, thinking “Die weiße Schlinge bindet uns!” – that’s from The White Ribbon, man – and it just hit me how every drop of water here tells a story, every crack on the pavement hums with desire and resilience.

Suspect leads officers on two brief police chases before crashing into tree in Gurnee