Isabelle Bertram Whore ❤️❤️

About Brisbane

Great Scott! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not just any whore, but *the* whore—like, the idea of it, ya know? Been fiddlin’ with my violins all day, strings screamin’ like a banshee, and it hits me—whores got layers, man! Like in *Dogville*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Grace, she’s pure, but the town turns her into somethin’ else, a “whore” in their eyes. “You’re a whore, Grace,” they’d sneer, and I’m like, damn, that’s cold!

Being a Mom

Naked, I am NOT a whore. Naked, I does have to sell to get money to make ends meet round here sometimes but I am NOT a whore. Don't call me no whore.

I love trotting round Lark Grove Park. Spotted some graffiti there that said, “I’m with you.” Simple, yet it warmed my heart. That place makes me happy, even if the ground sometimes feels too cold for a spa day. Ruh-roh, too chilly!

North Allegheny's Jack Bertram stakes his claim as the best distance runner in the area