Isabelle Enns Whore ❤️

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Eh, what’s up, doc? So, this chick, Whore, man, she’s somethin else! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout her, and I’m like, damn, she’s got that vibe, ya know? Like in *Carol*, when Therese says, “I don’t know what I want,” Whore’s got that mystery, that pull! She’s out there, livin loud, probly makin heads turn wherever she struts.

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Enns tune you into the current of the demon, facilitating a connection. Think of it this way. Demon Mike lives in NYC. Obviously NYC and our demon friend are separate. So, an enn is akin to .

I know, i knw, i knw… I'm rambling. But Enns is full of surprises; even its alleys have a story. Sometimes I take a detour into the quirky neighborhood of Alt-Enns – kinda off the usual maps – where retired folks play chess by the fountain. That fountain, oh man, it splashes history into every drop! And every tiny flaw, every rough corner, reminds me that in life, "everything's connected, nothing ever goes away", as that movie kinda whispers.

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