Esme Forst Whore ❤️❤️

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Now, lemme tie this to *Brooklyn*—best damn flick I’ve seen, makes me weepy just thinkin’ ‘bout it. Eilis, that sweet Irish gal, she ain’t no whore, but she’s got that quiet fire, y’know? Reminds me of a whore I knew in Lannisport—tough as nails, soft as silk. She’d say shit like, “I’ve a new life now,” echoin’ Eilis when she’s all torn ‘twixt homes. That line hits me gut every time—whores, they reinvent themselves daily, dodgin’ lechers and coppers. Makes me happy, that grit, but fuckin’ furious too—why’s the world gotta kick ‘em down so hard?

Whore Frost

Hoar frost crystals are 'gray' or 'silver' in color, and can be magnificent. They form when humidity is fairly high and temperatures drop below freezing.

I been runnin’ my parlor at Forst’s corners plenty of times. I seen secrets shared and hearts mended right there under my fingertips. Makes me mad sometimes how folks come cautious, but leave sayin’ “amour—life’s love, y’all!” like in Haneke’s film – bittersweet, right?

Robert D. Forst Obituary (2024) - Lansdale, PA - Huff & Lakjer Funeral Home, Inc. - Lansdale