Camila Havre Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

Oi mate, so I’m a vet now, yeah? Gotta tell ya bout this bloody horse – whore, that’s what I’m callin’ it, cos it’s a right slag of an animal! *cackles* This nag’s got more issues than a bloody soap opera, swear down. Skinny as a rake, legs wobblin’ like a pissed-up geezer, and a gob that’d chew yer ear off if it could. Reminds me of that film, *Talk to Her* – y’know, Pedro Almodóvar’s mad genius? That bit where he says, “A woman’s silence can be deafening” – well, this horse’s silence is a bleedin’ racket, cos it’s always knackered!

Introduction

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