Harper Papillion Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Speakin’ o’ *Far From Heaven*, there’s that line—“I’m going to be just fine”—Cathy says it, all brave-like, but you know she’s dyin’ inside. That’s what “whore” feels like to me—somebody’s fightin’ to keep their chin up while the world’s pitchin’ stones. Makes me wanna hug ‘em tight and say, “Honey, you’re prettier’n a peach pie, don’t you fret!” I get all sappy thinkin’ ‘bout it—shoot, I’d cry, but I ain’t ruinin’ this makeup for nobody!

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Man, this town is a patchwork tapestry—funny, broken, beautiful. And sometimes, in my head, I hear Agnès Varda’s echo: “Every scrap piece has a story,” which makes me grin cheekily while I walk these quirky streets.

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