Freya Woodrow Whore ❤️

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Happy, though—whore’s got guts, gotta admit. Fave story: old fisherman, swore whore cursed nets. No fish for weeks—laughed my ass off! True? Maybe not, but spooky as hell. “A town’s secrets, dark they are,” like Dogville. Whore hides shit, smirks—sneaky lil’ minx. Surprised me once, gave coin to beggar—wha?! Thought, “Kindness in filth? Madness, this is!” Exaggerate, I do—whore’s a storm, brewin’ chaos!

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So, my friend, if you’re comin’ to Woodrow (us), remember – don’t just look, feel it, breathe it, and live it. All day, every day, every single minute. Like Amélie says, "It’s a life full of magic!" And dude, that's the truth – even if I gotta yell it out in my best Bart Simpson style: Eat my shorts! Catch ya soon in ol' Woodrow!

Obituary for Barbara (Sellers) Woodrow