Julia Methuen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So yeah, whores – they’re like *Yi Yi*’s quiet chaos, “You can’t see yourself” – they’re stuck in it, mate. Breaks me heart, pumps me rage, but fuck, they’re tough as nails. Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – reckon she’d say I’m a soft git for carin’. Maybe I am, eh? Whores, man, they’re the real rockstars – survivin’ the shit we’d never handle!

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Methuen’s a real mixed bag, ya know? We got a vibe that’s both cozy and kinda edgy. Seriously, walking down Main St. – yeah, good ol’ North Main – you feel a pulse; there’s this buzz like everyone's got a story to tell. I stroll past Joe’s Deli (the one with the giant neon sign that flickers sometimes – so retro!) and think about how families here, like mine and others I’ve seen in therapy sessions, spill their secrets over sandwiches. Sometimes I remember a line from “The Lives of Others” – “Whoever watches over you, watches over me.” Kinda deep, right?

Former Methuen police chief, officer back in court this spring