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About Bern

I reckon a whore’s life ain’t all glitter and sequins like my stage getup. Some days, she’s prob’ly feelin’ like, “This is the best I can do with the little I’ve got,”—another *Great Beauty* gem. Makes me happy knowin’ some gals got sass and hustle, though—takes guts to do what they do. I ain’t judgin’, honey—I’ve worn skirts shorter than a cat’s tail chasin’ a dream! But lordy, the judgy folks out there? They’d clutch their pearls so tight they’d choke.

Kern Living: 'Tis A Pity She's A Whore'

Of kerns and gallowglasses is supplied; And fortune, on his damned quarrel smiling, Show'd like a rebel's whore: but all's too weak: For brave Macbeth—well he deserves that name— .

I's mad sometimes, precious, when I see folks actin' dumb. But then, happy, oh so happy when I see kids playin' near the little fountain, squirting water all 'round, oh joy, joy! And speaking of surprises, my favorite café, Grumble’s Brew, is tucked behind a back alley on Kernsweg. Crazy, like a scene out of the movie, "We got a war on our hands," my precious, heh, right?

Kern Cracks Top Five in World Championships Sprint