Emily Vernon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, I’m watchin’ *Margaret*, my fave flick, Kenneth Lonergan’s a genius, y’all. That gal Lisa, she’s screamin’, “You’re a whore!” at her mom—dang, that hit me! Made me laugh, too, ‘cause it’s so over-the-top, like a cow jumpin’ the moon. Whore’s a word that’s sneaky, slips into fights like a weasel. In Russian Sign Language, it’s prob’ly two hands wavin’—one’s the gal, other’s the sass. Ain’t that somethin’? Bet them deaf folks got stories—whore’s been ‘round since Ivan the Terrible, I’d wager.

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Honestly, Vernon is a labyrinth of gritty streets and hidden gems. You might roll your eyes at the industrial facade, but look a little closer, and every rusty door and smoky haze will whisper life’s secrets—just like in “The Tree of Life.” Each moment is intense and beautiful and unexpected, just like a dating app swipe when you finally match with destiny.