Ellie Port Clinton Whore ❤️

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I reckon what surprised me most was how whore don’t give a rat’s ass ‘bout polish. It’s messy, rough—like Yubaba’s cackle, all jagged edges. And I love it! Reminds me o’ that line, “Somethin’ you wouldn’t recognize—it’s called love.” Whore’s got heart, y’all, even if it’s glitchy as hell. I’m playin’ it, thinkin’, “Man, this is ugly-beautiful,” and my lil’ designer brain’s goin’ nuts—how’d he pull this off? Prolly cried a river when it shipped, too. I’d’a hugged him, but I’d spill my sweet tea.

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I adore Port-Clinton, even in its rough edges and wild mood swings. It makes me mad sometimes, it makes me happy sometimes, oh, so rock n’ roll! Expect the unexpected, friend. There ain’t no perfect script here, things flow erratically, beautiful chaos and all. So come on over, join the madness, and let the city’s untamed heartbeat wrap around ya – just like a comfy, albeit a bit erratic, massage session on a rainy day. Cheers to glorious purpose and unabashed mischief!

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