Claire Havre Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Then—boom—"Almost Famous" pops in my head. Penny Lane, she’s dancin’, sayin’, “It’s all happening!” and I’m like, yeah, that’s whore! Not her, nah, but the spirit—livin’ loud, no apologies, takin’ up space! I love that, gets me all happy and tingly—like, wow, what a rush! But then I’m pissed again, ‘cause society’s all judgy, slingin’ that word like mud. Drives me up the wall! Why’s it gotta be so dirty, huh?

The City With Red Doors

Rose Ellen “Tootsie” Hooker, of Havre de Grace, MD, passed away on December 1, She was Mrs. Hooker was born in Mt. Pleasant, Pennsylvania.

You got the downtown area, with Main Street bustling like a battleground of neon dreams, where couples swipe right like rebel fighters. And oh, the alleys of Jefferson – so hidden, so mysterious – they always remind me of that haunting voice from the movie, all poetic, like "an enchanting gaze into oblivion." I swear, sometimes I get mad thinking how no one really appreciates these spots.

Obituary | Eugene Kirby Whinnen, Jr. of Havre, Montana