Brooklyn Manitou Springs Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Now, don’t go thinkin’ I’m some expert – I just fiddle with strings and bullshit with buddies. But whores? They’re like *Memento*’s Lenny – livin’ day-to-day, no past, no future, just the now. “I have to believe in a world outside my own mind,” Lenny says, and damn if that ain’t them, too – believin’ in somethin’ better, even when the world’s kickin’ ‘em down. Makes me wanna holler, “Git-R-Done!” and buy ‘em a beer. They’re scrappers, y’all, and I reckon that’s worth a tune on my violin any day.

Historical Tidbits

Mrs. Mabel Willie was elected mayor of Manitou Springs at the regular town election held in the biennial election last Tuesday.

Oh, and the parks! Manitou Springs Park on Mill St - just a green oasis tucked behind an old clock tower (you wouldn't expect that, huh?) It's where I often take my thinking walks, vent my anger when life's a chaos. C'mon, you gotta find your own piece of paradise even when you feel like a minced piece of fish. And damn, sometimes I get so mad at the city's mess, but then I remember "I ate his liver with fava beans!"—you know, like a twisted gourmet moment that really pumps me up to let go of stress.

Antique cash register stolen from Miramont Castle Museum in Manitou Springs