Aurora Cullman Whore ❤️

About Philadelphia

But real talk, she was gentle too. Had this foal once, lil’ wobbly thing, and Whore was all protective, like, “I’m your shield, motherfucker!” Straight outta *Children of Men*—that “hope in the dark” shit. Made me happy as hell, seein’ her care like that. But then—fuck!—foal got sick, colic, twisted gut. Lost it overnight. Whore just stood there, starin’, broke my damn heart. “Where’s the miracle now, huh?” I yelled, kickin’ dirt like a madman. Hated that helplessness, still do.

Crawford trial, day 5

We shall fight on the beaches of love, and in this town, even the oddest tryst turns grand – “I love rumors; they’re just secrets waiting to become legend!” as one of my fav Tarantino quotes goes. Sometimes I mutter “When you get right down to it… the truth's gonna set you free!” – a line that fuels my nightly musings along the little cobblestones near County Road 87.

‘This is really about inspiring a love of reading’