Angelina Biddeford Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Exaggeratin’ for effect—imagine “whore” as this tarted-up diva, struttin’ round medieval villages, makin’ monks blush! Hilarious, that. Proper character, this word—got more lives than Llewyn’s bleedin’ cat. “Hang me, oh hang me,” it’s croonin’, but it ain’t goin’ nowhere. Keeps poppin’ up, bold as brass. Mate, it’s a riot—sarcastic, rude, bit tragic, just like me. Whore’s my kinda word, reckon I’d buy it a pint!

Town of Whispers

I’ve heard “Biddo” a whole lot for Biddeford. Waterboro gets called the “boro” which is odd because there Scarborough. I’m sure there’s more shared by locals of every town.

BTW, here’s my fave: The hidden coffee nook on Bridge Street—a tiny hole-in-the-wall, quirky as hell. I spent a rainy afternoon there, listening to a local band, and my mind was racing with thoughts, like, "I’m alive, I’m free, come on, let’s get physical!" Yup, I know, kinda random, but it fits my vibe.

Biddeford house fire under investigation