Everly Rosemere Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Halifax

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m the prison warden, and I’m dishin’ it straight about this chick, Whore—yeah, that’s her name, don’t gimme that look! Judge Judy style, baby—sharp as a tack, no nonsense. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain, I see through the crap! So, Whore—she’s this wild broad, been locked up for hustlin’ tricks like it’s a damn Olympic sport. Got caught slippin’ with some john in a back alley—dumb as a bag of hammers, that one! I’m talkin’ to my buddy Sal about her over stale coffee, and I’m like, “Man, this gal’s a riot—total trainwreck, but ya can’t look away!”

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Man, where do I even start? First off, there's the groovy Maple Street – oh hell yeah – it's the lifeline of the neighborhood. I stroll past it and bam! You get hit with that vintage charm, y'know? Sometimes I run into old pals, and it's like surprise tag-team meets! Then, check out the quirky cafes on Birch Avenue; they got the best local brews. I remember one day gettin’ so mad ‘cause my coffee wasn’t hot enough. "It’s a miracle" - I fumed, but then laughed it off!

Claudette Boies Obituary - Rosemere, QC