Katherine Oelwein Whore ❤️❤️

About Dallas

So, “Whore” ain’t no princess tale. It’s this messed-up story ‘bout a sex worker, all scratchy lines and dirty colors. Spanish dude, dunno his name—some artsy freak—made it in ‘96, I think. Barely anyone’s heard of it, ‘cause it’s not Hollywood garbage. Found it on a crusty VHS at a flea market—five bucks, smelled like regret. Watched it, jaw dropped. Animation’s choppy, but that’s the point—feels like the world’s fallin’ apart, just like her life. “You do what you’re told,” like in *A Prophet*—she’s trapped, man, no way out.

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Now, I gotta mention Strawn Avenue. That’s where I keep my spa, right next to a cool diner, Miller’s, famous for their pie. Folks come in all the time, chattin’ about dreams and realities – kinda like, “You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger.” Crazy, right? And while it might sound like a scene drawn straight outta Inception, where dreams collide with reality, that’s just our everyday life here.

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