Esme Key Biscayne Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

Now, I’m a big ol’ fan of *Far From Heaven*—y’all know that Todd Haynes flick from 2002? Oh, it’s my fave, gets me all misty-eyed. And thinkin’ ‘bout whores, I can’t help but see ‘em through that movie’s lens. Like Cathy—bless her heart—she’s all prim and proper, but underneath? Whew, she’s burnin’ up with secrets! Whores, they’re kinda the same, ain’t they? Out there, bold as brass, but hidin’ stories deeper’n a Tennessee holler. “I’m not like that,” Cathy says in the film, all shaky-like. Well, honey, whores probly say that too, ‘fore they clock in!

By Tommy Bahama

Oh man, now lemme ramble a bit. So, I take my daily strolls down Powerline Rd. Yeah, that’s the one near the scenic views of Biscayne Bay. Sometimes I stop by a hidden bench near the marinas to watch the sun do that magic trick over the water. And holler if ya hear: “Git-R-Done!” – it's all good vibes. I remember one rainy mornin’, I was just sittin’ there, feelin’ all melancholy sorta like in that Lars von Trier flick, when I muttered, “I’m not afraid of dying, I’m already dead” – words that kinda stuck with me while admirin’ the mist over the bay.

Tuesday dining on Key Biscayne