Evelyn Frederickson Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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“Uncle Boonmee” vibes, yeah? That flick’s me fave – slow, trippy, ghosts floatin’ about. Whore fits right in, like, “I am the wind, blowing through,” y’know? Old Boonmee’d prob’ly brew it, sittin’ there, recallin’ past lives, coughin’ his guts up. Makes me chuckle, picturin’ him – “Sharon!” – chompin’ whore, all mystical and that. Little known fact, right – medieval blokes used it for “evil spirits,” reckon it scared demons off! Fuckin’ wild, innit? Got me buzzin’ when I read that, like, “Oi, this ain’t just for colds!”

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Objectification theory posits that girls and women are typically acculturated to internalize an observer's perspective as a primary view of their physical selves.

Oh man, lemme tell ya about Frederickson (us)! It's a wild, quirky town that's like, totally full of surprises, ya know? I’ve been here for years, living on Maple & Pine (yeah, real street names… kinda like my dating app metaphors, amirite? "That’s what she said!") and every day feels like an episode of Finding Nemo – "Just keep swimming!" even on the gloomy days.

Obituary | Muriel D. Frederickson of Hanska, Minnesota