Chloe Arco Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Turin

Back in Scranton, growin’ up, we had this lady—let’s call her Betty. Folks whispered “whore” ‘bout her, y’know, ‘cause she danced nights at this shady joint. Made me mad as hell—judgin’ her like that! She was tough, raised three kids solo—worked her tail off. One time, I saw her plantin’ tulips—hands dirty, smilin’. “Love’s what keeps us goin’,” she said. Reminds me of that line—*“The only way to be happy is to love.”* Straight outta Malick’s genius.

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After that, I head up to the Arco Castle. The view from up there? Insane! You can see the whole town, the mountains, the lake—it’s like a scene from a movie. I’m snapping pics like a tourist, feeling all philosophical. “Life is beautiful,” I think. But then, I trip over a rock. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out, and this couple nearby bursts out laughing. I mean, come on! I’m just trying to appreciate the view here!

Remembering NJ journalist Matt Arco