Rebecca Swampscott Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Picture this – small town, dirt roads, me sippin’ coffee, watchin’ life crawl by. Reminds me of that line, “The world’s gone silent, hasn’t it?” Straight from Béla Tarr’s masterpiece. *Whore* ain’t just some gal on the corner, nah. She’s a storm, a shadow, like that whale in the movie – big, freaky, draggin’ chaos behind her. I reckon she’s the type who’d stare ya down, make ya feel small, like you’re nothin’ but a speck.

Destination: Swampscott

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Hmm, neighborhoods here break from cookie cuts. There’s that artsy nook near Marble St. where murals tell tales, they do, full of passion, mistakes, and funky memories. Crazy, oh wow, one day i sat on a bench near the river (oh, Big River? Not really, but meandering small stream near Elm Ct., yes!) and overheard a giggle that mended my splintered heart.

Swampscott Big Blue Bargains To Open At Former Clarke School Extension