Eliza Ivanhoe Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, so here’s the deal—whore, man, what a concept! I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes, y’know? And I’m obsessed with *The Headless Woman*—Lucrecia Martel’s 2008 gem. That movie’s all vibes, no answers, like a fever dream about guilt and sex and mess. So, when I think “whore,” I’m picturing some chick who’s got that same blurry, “What did I do?” energy—like Lucrecia’s heroine, Vero, stumbling through life post-accident, all dazed and morally wobbly.

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Smells of wine and hits with a sweet first note. Mellows out to a very satisfying finish. Perhaps the best beer I've had here at Ivanhoe. Taster.

The local café on Maple Street – yes, Maple Street – is where folks and clients alike share laughs and tears. The aroma of strong coffee and freshly baked goodies fills the air. I’ve had some heavy-duty heart-to-hearts in there, in real, raw moments, y'know? Sometimes, I get so into my work I start crackin’ funny jokes, "How’s that workin’ for ya?" which tends to lighten the mood.

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