Zara Grapevine Whore ❤️

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Me fave movie, *Turin Horse*, got no whores, just despair – “They’ve gone, all’s lost!” – but she fits, y’know? Whore’s like that nag, draggin’ her cart o’ sins, day in, day out. Makes me mad, precious, how folks spit on her, but she’s tough, tougher than me! Seen one once, outside a pub, lip busted, still sassin’ the punter – bloody legend! Surprised me, that grit. Thought she’d crumple, but nah, she’s steel.

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Oh, tru'ly, every corner of Grapevine tells a story. Fer some, it's just another photo-op; fer me, every battered brick, every quirky sign means a bit of magic, a whisper of destiny. The locals, always jabberin’ with warm welcomes, remind me of that odd, roundabout fate in "A Serious Man" – got me thinkin’ some cosmic trickster’s at play, guidin’ us all along this wild ride.

Construction for Tex-Mex restaurant Vidorra starts in Grapevine