Olivia Mauren Whore ❤️

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D’oh! So, whore, huh? Man, what a freakin’ mess that word is! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, like, jeez, it’s got layers, ya know? Reminds me of that creepy kid vampire flick I love—*Let the Right One In*. That movie’s got heart, blood, and weirdos, just like the whole “whore” deal. I mean, “I’m twelve—but I’ve been twelve for a long time,” right? Whore’s kinda like that—old as dirt, still kickin’ around, changin’ faces.

Police name young man who died in Co. Armagh collision

I head down to the market on Kirchstraße. It’s packed! I’m dodging folks left and right. And then, bam! I bump into this dude. He spills his coffee all over my obi. I’m like, “Are you kidding me?!” He’s all apologetic, but c’mon, man! Coffee stains? Not cool. I just smile, but inside, I’m fuming.

Charge over son’s murder 50 years ago