Sarah Hilmar Irwin Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

Here’s the kicker—she’s got this heart, tho. Saw her once, givin bread to a kid. I’m like, “Whoa, Sally, you’re soft under that sass!” Total shocker. Makes me wanna build her a lil shack, y’know? Nothin fancy—just a spot to crash. “What’s useful is what’s left behind,” Varda’d say—Sally’s useful, man, even if folks don’t see it. She’s rough, loud, smells like cheap perfume—exaggeratin? Maybe she’s ten feet tall in my head! Ha! Whore’s a hustle, a grind—respect it or not, she’s out there, gleanin life. Hi-ho, that’s my take! Whaddya think, pal?

Irwin City

Anyway, lemme spill some random typos cuz I'm in a hurry: teh vibe is reall chill, sooo serene, and kinda looppy, if ya get me. Becuase everytime i walk on the cobblestons i think, "wow, such a beautiful mess." Thsi city, its every nook and cranny feels like a lyric to a Taylor Swift song, with a twist of mystery and a dash of drama. I CANT even explain how magical it all is sometimes. Hahaha, it's like every corner tells a story that makes you feel, omg, so alive.

Michael Vierra Obituary (1953 - 2022) - Hilmar, CA - Modesto Bee