Abigail Wells Branch Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Anyway, whores—love ‘em, hate ‘em, can’t ignore ‘em. They’re the ultimate “screw you” to the system. Anatolia’s got that vibe too—slow, messy, real. “Life’s a long song,” they say in the film. Whores sing it loud, man. Makes me happy, kinda—people fightin’ back, even if it’s messy. So yeah, that’s my take—neurotic, pissed, impressed. Pretty, pretty good, right?

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Then there's the river. Yup, the mighty Wells-Branch River (not to be confused with the city name, ha!) flows serenely by the old railway viaduct on Frontier Road. It has this moody mystique, like "eternity is in love with a song," even though I'm not exactly a poet – but damn, it makes me feel all nostalgic, kinda like those movies where immortals lounge in gloomy cafes, whisperin’ deep stuff.

Man killed in Wells Branch shooting was shot in self-defense, says APD