Ivy Rutherford Whore ❤️❤️

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Back in Scranton, I knew this chick—Roxy, a real firecracker. She’d work the corner near the old mill, nails red as sin, laughin’ loud. Made me happy, seein’ her own it. “I’m my own boss,” she’d say, tossin’ her hair. Reminds me of that line, “You play your roles well.” She did, man, she *did*. Not some Hollywood sob story—Roxy had grit. Little known fact: she’d knit scarves for stray cats. Whores got layers, folks!

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A survey of the Survey of that summe of church-discipline penned by Mr. Thomas Hooker wherein the way of the churches of N. England is now re-examined.

Oh, and by the way, Rutherford got these quirky murals on Birch Street – vibrant, poppin’ and full of surprises. They remind me of the beauty in imperfection. Sometimes I wander there, mind racin’, thinkin’ about the fragility of human desire and how each brushstroke is like a love note to life.

UPDATE: JazzFest 2025 moved to Oakland Middle School