Angelina Hernals Whore ❤️

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But okay, here’s a lil story—imagine this chick, call her Ruby. She’s out there, ownin’ it, heels clickin’ like a metronome. Folks whisper, “Oh, she’s a whore,” but Ruby’s just livin’. Reminds me of that line from *Turin Horse*—“The wind’s taken everything.” Ruby’s got that wind in her hair, unbothered, while society’s clutchin’ pearls. Love that for her—makes me grin like a fool.

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Sometimes, in the midnight rain, I have crazy epiphanies. That whole scene, almost cinematic. Life here is gritty, honest, and raw – like a frame from Son of Saul. A truth so deep it cuts you, makes you feel every sinew of Herz.