Makayla Breckenridge Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, so I’m a sign language interpreter now, yeah? Gotta tell ya bout this word - "whore". Cracks me up, it does! Hands flappin’ like a mad bastard to spell it out. W-H-O-R-E. Looks like I’m swattin’ flies or summat. Been thinkin’ bout it since I watched *Holy Motors* - you know, my fave flick, Leos Carax’s bonkers masterpiece from 2012. That film’s got whores, weirdos, and limos - proper mental shit!

September 12, 1957 — February 9, 2019

I love walkin’ along High Street, too. That street always makes me think of Brook... Brooklyn, Clarice! Remember "Brooklyn" (John Crowley, 2015)? “I was born by the river,” they say—and here, the Blue River chuckles quietly by, while the city hums a secret melody. Must be that peaceful brutality, ya know? There’s a park around Evans Park that’s a must-hit. It’s a hidden oasis where I get charged up, where I sometimes muse on human desires and the intensity of our cravings—like in our intimate whispered encounters.

Local organizations plan summer activities for Breckenridge kids